Hymns of the Christian life : new and standard songs for the sanctuary, Sunday schools, prayer meetings, mission work and revival services

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PREFACE.

THE musical taste of our day is in a state of transition. Beyond controversy
t)ie people will have new tunes and hymns that move- in a more spirited time
than those which our fathers sang. But this fact should not send us to an extreme,
and cause us to relegate all the old hymns to the dusty past. Experience has
proven a thousand times that the safest path lies in the middle of the road, avoid-
in"- either edge; and this is surely the best course to pursue in the selection of our
sacred music. Between the Scotch Psalter and the Salvation Army Song Book
there is a wide stretch of territory in which the careful explorer will find much thaf^
is good, and possessing that rare quality, endurance.

Bearing in mind these facts, the preparation of HymxVs of the Christian
Life has been conducted with the greatest care in the selection of material; almost
every well-known composer has been drawn upon; and no expense has been spared
to secure the largest number of the best hymns that can be crowded into the un-
usually large space allowed. The music has been thoroughly tested; the words
critically examined; and the whole reviewed many times.

Special attention is called to the arrangement under classified topics, an ad-
vantage not to be found (with one exception), in any modern American hymn
book outside the church nymnals. This classification is of immense value to all
pastors, evangelists, and leaders of meetings generally, enabling them at once to
turn to a large number of hymns on a given subject.

The topics of Invitation, and Salvation will be found unusually rich for Gos-
pel Work. Many choice solos have been introduced, for special use.

With the belief that a book has been at la Ft prepared that is fully suited for
a modern church hymnal, and at the same time adapted to the needs of the prayer
meeting, and general gospel work, we present Hymxs of the Christian- Life
for the service of our common Lord and Saviour, praying His blessing upon it, for
His name's sake.

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Breathe Opor) Us.

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1 O blessed Paraclete

Assert Thine inward sway ;
My body make the temple meet.
For Thy perpetual stay.

2 Too long this house of Thine

By alien loves poi-.jessed.
Has shut from Thee its inner shrine.
Kept Thee a slighted guest.

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Now rend, O Spirit blest.
The veil of my poor heart ;

Enter Thy long forlMdden rest,
And nevermore depart.

Oh, to be filled with Thee !

I ask not aught beside ;
For all unholy guests must fieo.

If Thou in me abide.

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1 The world knows not the perfect peace
The Lord gives to His own ;

He caiiseth every sob to cease,
He hnsheth every moan.

2 The world can never take aAvay,
Nor mar its blissful rest ;

It shineth as the perfect day ;
For those who trust, are blest.

3 The peace of God, it knows no jar,
No discord, no distress;

It stills the clamor of soul-war,
And stays its bitterness.

4 It lays the passions of the heart
And every vague alarm ;

It quiets Avith its magic art
Forebodings, fears of harm.

5 O blessed peace, O holy calm,
The hush of thy repose

Is soothing as the healing balm
Which Gilead's forest knows.

0 Descend, O silver-winged dove,
Descend with heavenly flight,

Diffuse abroad thy perfect love,
And fill the world with light.

F. W. Farr.

g Low at the Cross.

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1 Low at tlie foot of Calvary's cross,
A waiting, seeking soul I kneel;

Counting all earthly gain but loss,
And loniring for Thv Spirit's seal;

Come, Lord, and with Thy touch divine,
Fire with Thy love this heart of mine.

2 I would Thy life reflect below,
And daily in Thine image shine;

For this the Holy Ghost bestow.
Baptize me with a love like Thine ;

Exchange my weakness for Thy might.
And flood my soul with heavenly light.

3 Come, Holy Ghost, my heart inspire,
For this my all to Thee I give;

My only joy, my heart's desire.
Henceforth for souls alone to live ;

Now, let me prove Thy love divine,
And realize its fulness mine.

37 Bathurst.

* Tune, Pentecost, p. 10.

1 Eternal Spirit, by whose power
Are bnrst the bands of death,

On our cold hearts Thy blessings shower^
And stir them with Thy breath.

2 'T is Thine to point the heavenly way,
Each rising fear control,

And with a warm, enlivening ray
To melt the icy soul.

3 'T is Thine to cheer us when distressed.
To raise us Avhen we fall,

To calm the doubting, troubled breast,
And aid when sinners call.

4 'T is Thine to bring God's sacred word.
And write it on our heart ;

There its reviving truth record,
And there its peace impart.

5 Almighty Spirit, visit thus

Our hearts, and guide our ways;
Pour down Thy quickening grace on us,
And tune our lip's to praise.

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1 Lord, God, the Holy Ghost!
In this accepted hour,

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Descend in all Thy power.

2 We meet with one accord
In our appointed place,

And Avait the promise of our Lord, —
The Spirit of all grace.

3 Like mighty, rushing wind
Upon tlie waves beneath.

Move witli one impulse every mind ;
One soul, one feeling breathe.

4 The young, the old, inspire
With wisdom from above ;

And give ns hearts and tongues of lire,
To pray, and praise, and love.

5 Spirit of light ! explore.
And chase our gloom away.

With luster shining more and more.
Unto the perfect day.

J. Montgomery.

Q Come, Holy Spirit.

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1 Come, Holy Spirit, raise our songs
To reach the wonders of that day,

When, with Thy fiery, cloven tongues
Thou didst such glorious scenes display.

2 Lord, we believe to us and ours.
The apostolic promise given ;

We wait the pentecostal poAvers,

The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven.

3 Assembled here with one accord,
Calmly we wait the promised grace,

The purchase of our dying Lord ;
Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place.

4 If every one that asks, may find,
}.i still Thou dost on sinners fall.

Come as a mighty, rushing wind ;
Great grace be now upon us all.

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Or long for Thy return to pine ;

Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow,

And fix in us the Guest divine.

C. Wesley.

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1 Come, Holy Spirit, come,
With energy divine,

And on this poor, benighted soul
With beams of mercy shine.

2 From the celestial hills
Light, life, and joy dispense;

And may I daily, hourly, feel
Thy quickening influence.

3 Oh, melt this frozen heart,
This stubborn will subdue ;

Each evil passion overcome,
And form me all anew.

4 The profit will be mine.

But Thine shall be the praise;
Cheerful to Thee will I devote
The remnant of my days.

B. Beddomm.

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1 I worship Thee, O Holy Ghost,
I love to worship Thee ;

My risen Lord for aye were lost
But for Thy company.

2 I worship Thee, O Holy Ghost,
I love to worship Thee ;

I grieved Thee long, alas ! Thou know'st
It grieves me bitterly.

3 I worship Thee, O Holy Ghost,
I love to worship Thee ;

Thy patient love, at what a cost
At last it conquered me !

4 I worship Thee, O Holy Ghost,
I love to Avorship Thee ;

With Thee each day is Pentecost,
Each night Nativity.

W. F. WakreS.
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1 Come, Holy Spirit ! from the height
Of heaven send clown Thy blessed light ;

Come, Father of the pure !
Giver of gifts, and light of hearts,
Come with that unction which Imparts

Such comforts, as endure.

2 The soul's refreshment and her guest.
Shelter in heat, in labor, rest,

Sweet solace in our woe !
Come, blissful Light ; oh, come and fill,
In all Thy faithful, heart and will.

And make our fervor glow.

3 Where Thou art Lord, there is no ill,
For evil's self Thy flame can kill;

Oh, let that flame now burn ! [stains,
Lord, heal our wounds and cleanse our
Fountain of grace ! and with Thy rains

0 Holy Ghost return.

Frederick Faber.

1 3 0 Spirit of the Living God.

Tune, Rockivgham, p 13.

1 0 Spirit of the living God,

In all Thy plentitude of grace.
Where'er the foot of man hath trod,
Descend on our apostate race.

2 Give tongues of Are and hearts of love.
To preach the reconciling word;

Give power and unction from a))ove,
Where'er the joyful sound is heard.

3 Be darkness, at Thy coming, light;
Confusion, order in Thy path ; [might ;

Souls without strength, inspire with
Bid mercy triumph over wrath.

4 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh
The triumphs of the cross record ;

The name of Jesus glorify,
Till every kindred call Him Lord.

J. Montgomery.

1 4 Holy Spirit.

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1 Spirit Divine ! attend our prayers,
And make our hearts Thy liome ;

Descend with all Thy gracious powers,
Oh, come, great Spirit, come !

2 Come as the light, to us reveal
Our emptiness and woe ;

And lead us in those paths of life
Where all the righteous go.

3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts,
Like sacrificial flame ;

Let our whole soul an offering be
To our Redeemer's name.

4 Come as the dew, and sweetly bless
This consecrated hour ;

May barrenness rejoice to own
Thy fertilizing power.

5 Come as the dove, and spread Thy

wings.
The wings of peaceful love ;
And let Thy church on earth become
Blest as the church above.

0 Come as the wind, with rushing sound

And Pentecostal grace ;
That all of woman born may see

The glory of Thy face.

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1 Gracious Spirit, dwell with i^xe,

1 myself would gracious be ;

And, with words that help and heal,
Would Th}' life in mine reveal;
And with actions bold and meek.
Would for Christ my Saviour speak.

2 Truthful Spirit, dwell with me —
I myself Avould truthful be;

And, Avith wisdom kind and clear,
Let Thy life in mine appear;
And, Avith actions brotherly.
Speak my Lord's sincerity.

3 Tender Spirit, dwell with me —
I myself would tender be ;

Shut my heart up like a flower,
In temptation's darksome hour;
Open it Avhen shines the sun,
And His love by fragrance own.

4 Silent Spirit, dwell with me —
I myself Avould quiet be,

Quiet as the growing blade,

Which through earth its way hath made

Silently like morning light,

Putting mists and chills to flight.

5 Mighty Spirit, dwell with me —
I myself would mighty be :
Mighty so as to prevail,

Wiiere unaided man must fail;
Ever, by a mighty hope,
Pressing on and bearing up.

fi Holy Spirit, dwell with me —
I myself would holy be :
Separate from sin, I would
Choose and cherish all things gooa
And, whatever I can be,

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Quicken, Lord.

Tune, Rosefield.

1 Quicken, Lord, Thy church and me;
Send the promised Spirit down ;

Holy One, Eternal Three,

AH Thy former mercies crown :
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Send another Pentecost.

2 Let the living fire descend,
Cloven tongues on every head.

Tongues which all may comprehend —

Speak Thy life into the dead !
Suddenly the power of grace
Send from heaven, and fill this place.

3 Send the rushing mighty wind.
Give the utterance Divine;

Let us know the Spirit's mind ;

Let us speak in words of Thine :
Send a pure baptismal shower —
Tongues of fire, and words of power.

4 As of old, so be it now,

Now the glorious scene repeat ;
See Thy humbled people bow,

Waiting lowly at Thy feet,
Crying all with one accord —
Send the promised Spirit, Lord !

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Groping on in darkness here;
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3 When our days of toil shall cease.
Waiting still for sweet release,
Nothing left but heaven and prayer,
Trusting that our names are there,
Wading deep the dismal flood.
Pleading naught but Jesus' blood.
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Gracious Spirit, Love Divine.

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1 Gracious Spirit, Icve divine,
Let Tiiy liglit Avithiii me slune !
All my guilty fears remove ;
Fill me with Thy heavenly love,

2 Speak Thy pardoning grace to me ;
Set the burdened sinner free;

Lead me to the Lamb of God ;
AVash me in His precious blood.

3 Life and peace to me impart;
Seal salvation on my heart ;
Breathe Thyself into my breast.
Earnest of immortal rest.

4 Let me never from Thee stray ;
Keep me in the narrow way ;
Fill my soul with joy divine;
Keep me, Lord, forever Thine.

J. Stocker.

Holy Ghost, with Light Divine.

Tune, PleyeVs Hymn.

1 Holy Ghost, with light divine.
Shine upon this heart of mine ;
Chase the shades of night away.
Turn my darkness into day.

2 Holy Ghost, with power divine,
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ;
Long hath sin, without control.
Held dominion o'er my soul.

3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine,
Cheer this saddened heart of mine ;
Bid my many Avoes depart,

Heal my wounded, bleeding heart.

4 Holy Spirit, all divine,
Dwell within this heart of mine;
Cast down every idol-throne.
Reign supreme — and reign alone.

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4 Spirit of Holiness ! we pray.
Take every stain of sin away.

And all our being fill ;
Baptize us with Thy perfect love,
And let our hves and actions prove

Thy good and perfect will.

5 Spirit of Power! with heavenly Are,
Our souls endue, our tongues inspire.

Stretch forth Thy Mighty Hand;
Thy Pentecostal gifts restore,
The wonders of Thy Power once more.

Display in every land.

6 Spirit of Love ! upon ns shed,
The oil that fell on Aaron's head,

And bathed his holy feet :
O let our hearts like censers glow
And love like burning incense flow

In fragrant odors sweet.

7 Spirit of Hope, our vision clear,
For lo ! the Bridegroom draweth near.

His star is in the east;
Show us its faintest rising beam.
Wake ns with morning's earliest gleam,

And robe us for the feast.

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1 He comes! He comes! that mighty
New being to impart ; [ Breath,

His uncreated freshness fills
Each consecrated heart.

2 Earth quakes before the rushing blast,
Heaven echoes back the sound ;

And mightily the tempest wheels
The upper room around.

3 One moment and the Spirit hangs
O'er US with dread desire ;

Then breaks upon the heads of all.
In cloven tongues of fire.

4 Most gracious Spirit, Comforter,
Sweet must Thy presence be ;

If loss of Jesus can be gain,
So long as we have Thee.

Frederick Faber, alt.

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1 O Holy Ghost ! Thyself true God !
Who through eternal days

From Father and from Son hast flowed
In uncreated ways !

2 An undivided nature shared
With Father and Avith Son ;

A Person by Thyself, with Them
Thy simple essence One.

3 A deep, wide flowing ocean. Thou,
Of uncreated Love ;

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I feel Thy waters move.

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Awful, immense Thou art;

A sea which can contract itself
Within my narrow heart.

5 Thou art a God of fire, that doth
Create while He consumes !

A God of light, whose rays on earth
Darken where He illumes.

6 O Spirit, beautiful and dread!
My heart is fit to break

With love of all Thy tenderness,
For us poor sinners' sake.

Frederick Fabeb.-

Come, Holy Spirit, Come.

Tune, Boylston,page 7.

1 Come, Holy Spirit, come.
Let Thy bright beams arise ;

Dispel all sorrow from our minds,
All darkness from oui eyes.

2 Cheer our desponding hearts,
Thou heavenly Paraclete ;

Give us to lie, with humble hope,
At our Redeemer'^ feet.

3 Revive our drooping faith,
Our doubts and fears remove,

And kindle in our breasts the flame
Of never-dying love.

4 Convince us of our sin,
Then lead to Jesu's blood.

And to our wond'ring view reveal
The secret love of God.

J. IlART.

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4 Is not Thy grace as mighty now 5 Remember, Lord, the ancient days;

As when Elijah felt its power ;
When glory beamed from Moses' brow,
Or Job endured the trying hour?

Renew Thy work ; Thy grace restore ;
And while to Thee our hearts we raise,
On us Thy Holy Spirit pour.

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Bathurst.

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oil, for that rtame of liv-ins: fire, Which shone so bright in saints of old;

Where is that Spir - it,Lord,AvhicIi dwelt In Abrali'ra's breast,and sealed him Thine?

That Spir-it, which from age to ai;e Proclaimed Thv love, and taua^ht Thy ways?

Which bade their souls to heaven aspire, Calm in dis - tress.
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2. Dear Paraclete ! how hast Thou waited While our hearts were slowly turned ! How

3. Now in our hearts, 0 bless-ed Spir - it, We would take Thee for our Lord ; In

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Enthroned on High.

1 Enthroned on high, almighty Lord,
The Holy Ghost send down ;

Fulfill in ns Thy faithful word,
And all Thy mercies crown.

2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire
Their wondrous powers impart,

Grant, Saviour, what we more desire, —
Thy Spirit in our heart.

3 Spirit of life, and light, and love.
Thy heavenly influence give ;

Quicken our souls, our guilt remove,
That we in Christ may live.

4 To our benighted minds reveal
The glories of his grace.

And bring us where no clouds conceal
The brightness of His face.

5 His love within us shed abroad,
Life's ever springing well;

Till God in us, and we in God,
In love eternal dwell.

Thosias Haweis.

3Q^ Jesus, Thine All- victorious.

1 Jesus, Thine all-victorious love
Shed in my heart abroad ;

Then shall my feet no longer rove.
Rooted and fixed in God.

2 Oh, that in me the sacred fire
Might now begin to glow,

Burn up the dross of base desire
And make the mountains flow !

3 Oh, that it now from heaven might fall,
And all mv sins consume !

Come, Holy 'Ghost, for Thee I call;
Spirit of burning, come !

4 Refining fire, go through my heart.
Illuminate my soul;

Scatter Thy life through every part,
And sanctify the whole.

5 My steadfast soul from falling free.
Shall then no longer move ;

While Christ is all the world to me.
And all my heart is love.

Chas. Wesley.

Jesus, My Life.

1 Jesus, my life, Thyself apply,
Thy Holy Spirit breathe ;

My vile aftections crucify;
Conform me to Thy death.

2 Conqueror of hell and earth and sin,
Still with the rebel strive ;

Enter my soul, and work within,
Ami kill, and make alive.

3 More of Thy life, and more I have.
As the old Adam dies;

Bury me. Saviour, in Thy grave.
That I with Thee may rise.

4 Reign in me, Lord ; Thy foes control
Who would not own Thy sway ;

Diftuse Thine image through my soul;
Shine to Thy perfect day.

5 Scatter the last remains of sin.
And seal me Thine abode ;

Oh, make me glorious all within,
A temple built by God I

Chas Wesley.

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Holy Father.

• Tune, Breathe Upon Us, p 3.

1 Holy Father, Thou hast spoken
Words beyond our grasp of thought

Words of grace and power unbroken
With mysterious glory fraugiil.

2 Take us, Lord, oh, take us truly.
Mind and soul, and he?rt and wilL,

Empty us and cleanse us tt\i-oughly.
Then with all Thy fiuliiess fill.

3 Lord, we ask it, hardly knowing
What this wondrous gift may be;

Yet fulfill to overflowing, —
Thy great menuing let us see.

4 Make us m Thy royal palace.
Vessels worthy for the King;

From Thy fullness fill our chalic*
From Thy never-failing spring,

5 Father, by this blessed filling,
Dwell Thyself in us we pray !

We are waiting. Thou art willingT
FiU us with Thyself to-day !

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4 'T was while they were all praying,
And believing it would come.

Came the power, etc.

5 Some thought they were fanatic,
Or were drunken with new wine ;

'T was the power, etc.
(6 Three thousand were converted,
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By the power, etc.

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that Je - sus promised should come down.

7 The martyrs had this power.
As they triumphed in the flames ;

'T was the poAver, etc.

8 Our fathers had this power,
And w^e may have it too ;

'T is the power, etc.

9 'T is the very same power,
For I feel it in my soul ;

'T is the powder, etc.

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Glory be to Jesus !

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Ring the wondrous story ;

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Glory ! glory ! glory !

5 Let the trump of jubilee,

The glad tidings thunder;
Jesus sets the captives free.

Bursts their bonds asunder;
Fetters break and dungeons fall,

Oh, the wondrous story !
This salvation's free to all,

Glory ! glory ! glory !

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The 0il ef Gladness.

Manie Payne Ferguson.

R. Kelso Carter.

1. The oil of glad-ness on my head, By Je - sus' hand was poured ; And

2. I hard - ly tho't that it could be, So changed had all be - come, AVhen

3. Thecrownof God's a-noint-ing oil, He placed up-on my brow, And

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all my grate-fiil spir-it said, Was praise, oh, praise tlie Lord,
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And Jesus' perfect will.

5 Stay Thou forever in my breast,
I cannot part with Thee,

I 've chosen Thee Thou heavenly guest.
And Thou hast chosen me.

3 7 , Fading is this World .

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1 Fading is this world to me,
Fleeting are its pride and fame;

Clinging closer. Lord, to Thee,
Richer, sweeter grows Thy name.

2 Longing that great rest to feel.
Flowing from Thyself within ;

Quickening Spirit, come and heal.
Save from fear and shame and si a.

3 Kneeling, waiting at Thy feet.
Willing now with all to part;

Feeling all things else but dross.
Thou dost cleanse and fill my lieart.

4 Rising to new life with Thee,
Walking now in sweet release.

Knowing Thou dost dwell in me,
Jesus, Saviour, I have peace.

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Tune, Jleiidoii,p. oo.

1 Holy Spirit, Trutli divine !
Dawn u)ion this soul of mine ;
Word of God, and inward Light!
Wake uiy spirit, clear my slight.

2 Holy Spirit, Love divine !
Glow within this heart of mine ;
Kindle every high desire ;
Perish self in Thy pure fire !

3 Holy Spirit, Power divine;
Fill and nerve this will of mine;
By Thee may I strongly live.
Bravely bear, and nobly strive.

4 Holy Spirit, Right divine !
King within my conscience reign;
Be my law, and I shall be
Firmiy bound, forever free.

Samuel Longfellow.

17 Q The Gracious Comforter.

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1 Granted is the Saviour's prayer.
Sent the gracious Comforter;
Promise of our parting Lord,
Jesus, to His Heaven restored.

2 Christ, who now gone up on high.
Captive leads captivity ;

While His foes from jlim receive
Grace, that God with man may live.

3 Come, divine and peaceful Guest,
Enter our devoted breast :

Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire.
Kindle there the gospel fire.

4 Crown the agonizing strife,
Principle and Lord of life :
Lif(^ divine in us renew,
Thou the Gift and Giver too !

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Rev. A. B. Simpson.

1. Faint-ing in tlie des - ert, Is-rael's thousand.^ stand At the rock of Ka-desh.

2. Bless-ed Rock of A - ges, Thou art op - en still, Blessed Ho-ly Spi-rit

3. Oh, for trust more simple, Ful-ly to be-lieve,Oh, for hearts more childlike

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Let my spirit rest, Filled with Thy life, With Thy blessing blest.

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J0Y ef My Seal

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1. Joy of my soul, Thou Sav - ioiir clear, It is so sweet when Thou art near

2. Keep Thou the vig-il of my heart, Lest from my soul, Thy grace de-part ;

3. Oh ! may no earth-ly shad-ow fall, A-round my heart, Lord, keep it all ;

4. Be Thou my life, for T am weak ;^ No earthly help, but Thee I seek;

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all fear I hide, Most sracious Lord, in me a - bide.

I hide. Most gracious Lord, in me a - bide,
ev - 'ry need. For of Thy boun - ty I would feed,
heavenly Are ; Thy Splr-it, Lord, I so de - sire.
Sav - iour dear, Life is so sweet when Thou art near.

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Joseph Swain.

Freeman Lewis.

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1. O Thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight, On whom in affliction I call,

2.AVhere dost Thou, dear Shepherd, resort with Thy sheep. To feed them in pastures of love ;

3. Oh, why should I Avan - der,an a-lien from Thee, Or cry in the desert for bread?

4. Ye daughters of Zi - on, de-clare, have you seen The Star that on Israel shone?

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Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see, And smile at the tears I have shed.

Say, if in your tents my Be-lov-ed has been. And where with His flocks He is gone?

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Sun of My Seal.

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Sun of my soul, Thou Sav - iour clear, It is not night if Thou
When the soft dews of kind-ly sleep My wearied eye - lids i^ent ■
A - bide with me from morn till eve, For Avithout Thee I can -
If some poor wandering child of Thine, Has spurned to-day the voice

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Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For-ev - er on my

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With blessings from Thy boundless store ;
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Sav-iour's breast,
dare not die.
down in sin.

6 Come near and bless us when we wake,
Ere through the world ojr way we take,
Till in the ocean of Thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.

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Jesas, Savieur, Pilst Me.

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D. c. Chart and com - pass came from Thee; Je - siis, Sav - iour, j^i - ^ot me.

2. As a moth - er stills her child. Thou canst hush the o- cean wild;
D. c. Won(lro^ls Sovereign of the sea, Je - sus, Sav - iour, pi - lot me.

3. When at last I near the shore, And the fear - ful breakers roar,

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PRAYER AND WORSHIP.]

Eventide, lo.

William Hext^y Monk, 18fil.

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The Night Cometh.

1 Abide with me ! fast falls the eventide ;
The darkness deepens, Lord, with me abide;
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me!

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day.
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see ;

Oh, Thou who changest not, abide with me !

3 I need Thy presence every passing hour ;

What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power ?
Who like Thys'elf my guide and stay can be ?
Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me !

4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no Aveight, and tears no bitterness ;
Where is death's" sting ? where, grave, thy victory ?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me !

5 Hold Thou the cross before my closing eyes !
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies !
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life and death, 0 Lord, abide with me!

Henry Francis Lyte.

Ajj Near the Throne.

" ■* ♦ Tu7ie, Near the Cross, Key of G.

1847.

\ Jesus, keep me near the throne
There Thy glory seeing;

Resurrection, life and power
Fill my raptured being.

Chorus.

Near the throne, near the throne

Will I keep forever,
From my loving Saviour's side

Nothing me shall sever.

2 Near the throne a trusting soul
Jesus' power upholds me.

There His arm protects me while
Gracious love enfolds me.

8 Near the throne, O risen Lord,
Flash its brightness o'er me;

Help me live from hour to hour
With its light before me.

4 Near the throne I '11 watch and pray
The world and Satan scorning,

Till the Lord shall take me home
To meet Him in the morning.

Rev. F. W. Farr.

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Lord, Dismiss Us.

1 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing,
Fill our hearts witli joy and peace;

Let us each, Thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace ;

Oh, refresh us.
Traveling through the wilderness.

2 Thanks we give and adoration,
For Thy gospel's joyful sound;

May the fruits of Thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound ;

May Thy presence
With us evermore be found.

3 So, when e'er the signal 's given
Us from earth to call away,

Borne on angel's wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey;

May we ever
Reign with Christ in endless day.

Walter Shirley.

49^ For a Blessing On The World.

1 Come, Thou soul-transforming Spirit,
Bless the sower and the seed ;

Let each heart Thy grace inherit ;
Raise the weak, the hungry feed;

From the gospel
Now supply Thy people's need.

2 Oh, may all enjoy the blessing,
Which Thy word's designed to give ;

Let us all Thy love possessing,

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Joyfully the truth receive ;

And forever
To Thy praise and glory life.

"joKATHAN Evans.

K n Sweet Hour of Prayer.

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1 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of

prayer,
That calls me from a W'Orld of care.
And bids me, at my Father's throne.
Make all my wants and wishes known !
In seasons of distress and grief.
My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempter's snare.
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.

2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of

prayer.
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him, whose truth and faithfulness.
Engage the waiting soul to bless ;
And since he bids me seek His face.
Believe His word, and Trust His grace,
I '11 cast on Him my every care.
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.

3 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of

prayer,
May T thy consolation share.
Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height,
I view my home and take my flight ;
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise
To seize the everlasting prize;
And shout while passing through the air.
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer J
William W. Walfokd.

PRAYER AND WORSHIP.]

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3. great Victorious One; Ho-san- na to the cru - ci-lied ; Oh, let Thyself hence-

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Me, He now delights to spare ;
Cries, "How shall I give thee up,'
Lets the lifted thunder drop.

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God is love ! I know, I feel ;
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3 I will love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,
And praise Thee as long as Thou lendeth me breath;
And say Avhen the death-dew lies cold on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 't is now. Cho.
4. In mansions of glory and endless delight;
I '11 ever adore Thee in heaven so bright ;
I '11 sing with the glittering crown on my broAV,
If ever I loved Thee, mv Jesus, 'tis now. Cho.

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Savioiir Draw Near Us.

Luke 24 : la. Words and music by Jas. M. Kirk.

1. When we journey by the way-side and our hearts are filled with gloom, Saviour draw

2. When we 've trusted in the promise and the answer 's long de-layed, Saviour draw

3. When we're striving for the vict'ry o'er some long-bosetting sin. Saviour draw

4. When the wav srows ve-rv narrow and we see no light a-head, Saviour draw

near us ; And our ma-ny prayers seem buried in the dark and si-lent tomb,

near us ; And the tempter's dart sas-sail us just to make our hearts a-fraid,

near us ; And the bat - tie rag - es wild -ly and 'tis all un-rest with-in,

near us; And we long to know the reason why in darkness we are led,

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2. Ye cho - sen seed of

3. Sin - ners, whose love can

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John H. Newman.

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Keep thou my feet ; I do not ask to see

I loved the gar - ish day, and, spite of fears.

And Avith the morn those an-2:el f ac - es smile

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Time, CoronatiiMi, p. 29.

1 Jesus is God ! the glorious bands
Of golden angels sing

Songs of adoring praise to Him,
Their Maker and their King.

2 He was true God in Bethlehem's crib,
On Calvary's cross true God,

He who in heaven eternal reigned.
In time on earth abode. ( 31 )

3 Jesus is God ! oh, could I now^
But compass land and sea.

To teach and tell this single truth,
How happy I should be !

4 Oh, had I but an angel's voice,
I Avould proclaim so loud. —

Jesus, the good, the beautiful,
Is evej'lasting God.

Frederick Faber.

[PKAYER AND WORSHIP.

60. Holy, HoIy! liQrd God AlrnigFitY-

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sin-fnl man Thy glo - ry may not see,
praise Thy name in earth, and sky, and sea ;

Ho-ly, Ho-ly,

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On - ly Thou art

Ho-iy, Ho-ly,

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Ser - aphim
Ho - ly.
Ho - ly! .

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f all-ing down before Thee, Which wert and art, and ev-er-more shalt be.
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" Him thatfUeth all in all." Eph. i: 23.

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When the fierce tempter's fl - ery dart As-sails my weak and Avayward heart, Give

A -mid the world's vain pomp and show, Make me Thy deep-er joys to know, And
Then, Lord of glo -ry, life and light, II - lume my dull and blind-ed sight, Grant
My heart with Thy good spir-it fill. Be my support in ev - 'ry ill, And

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following Thee, all else forego ;Lord, undertake for me !

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bove ; Up the mountain To the f ount-ain Of Thy ev - er -last- ing love.

light; In my sad-nessGive me glad-ness To o'ercome the mor -al night.

tide ; Hov - er o'er me, Go be- fore me, Lead me safe on Canaan's side.

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Renew and cleanse, without, within
Dear Lord, remember me!

Soul, spirit, body, blameless keep,

Thy coming, Lord, to see ;
Destroy the sting of death's last sleep,

And, Lord, remember me !

Hide Me ifi the Gleft.

Frank M. Davis.

1. Hide me, 0 my bless-ed Sav-iour, While up- on life's troubled sea; Sorrow's

2. Hide me, O my bless-ed Sav-iour, 0- ver shad-ow day by day; Keep me

3. When the clouds shall gather near me. When of dearest friends bereft, Then my

4. Hide me, O my bless-ed Sav-iour, Till thestormsof life are past; Hide me

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waves shall not o'erwhelm me, If I sweet-ly vest in Thee. Hide me, hide me, Saviour,
from the rocks and breakers, Waitino- all a-long the way.
lov - ing Saviour hide me, Sweetly hide me in the cleft,
till I reach the harbor Where Thy ransomed rest at last.

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1 Come, Thou almighty King,
Help us Thy name to sing,

Help us to praise :
Father all-glorious.
O'er all victorious,
Come, and reign over us,

Ancient of days !

2 Come, Thou incarnate Word !
Gird on Thy mighty sword ;

Our prayer attend :
Come, and Thy people bless,
And give Thy word success ;
Spirit of holiness !

On us descend.

3 Come, holy Comforter!
Thy sacred Avitness bear,

In this glad hour ;
Thou, who almighty art.
Now rule in every heart.
And ne'er from us depart,

Spirit of power.

4 To the great One in Three,
The highest praises be,

Hence, evermore!
His sovereign majesty
May we in glory see,
And to eternity

Love and adore.

Martin Madin, 1757.

cjj Grace at Table.

\J ' • Tune, " Blessed Be the Same," p. '267.

1 We thank Thee, Lord, for this our food,
Ref. Blessed be the name of the Lord.

But more because of Jesus' blood,
Ref. Blessed be the name of the Lord.
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The Bread of Life sent down from
Cho. Blessed be the name, etc. [heaven.

3 Be present at our table, Lord,
Be here as everywhere adored,

Thy creatures bless, and grant that we
May feast in Paradise with Thee.

Used by John Wesley.

4 Praise shall our grateful lips employ
While life and plenty we enjoy,

Till, worthy, w^e adore Thy name.
While banqueting with Christ the Lamb.
John Cennick.

5 We thank Thee, Lord, for daily bread.
Which from Thy bounteous hand is given,
Oh, may our souls thro' grace be fed

On Christ, the Bread of life from Heaven.

6 Father, Thy mercy hath supplied
Our w^ants from Thine unbounded store;
Oh, may our souls thro' Christ that died,
Be fed, and never hunger more.

" H. L. Hastestgs.

Tune, " Bis Yoke is Easy."

6 We praise Thee, O Lord, for this oui
Thou hear'st our daily cry, [food ;

And every day, in Thine OAvn w^ay,

Thou dost our wants supply. [light.

Cho. His yoke is easy, His linrden is
K. K. Cai.ter.
Tune, "Trust and Obey," p. 218.

7 As w^e sit round the board.
By the grace of the Lord,

All our needs are supplied every day ;

In His word w^e confide.

And the Lord doth provide
If w'e only w^ill trust and obey.

Cho. Trust and obey, etc.
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65. Ferever Wi\\\ the Lord

James Montgomery.

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And life eternal gain.

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Knowing as I am known,

How shall I love that word,
And oft repeat around the throne,

" Forever with the Lord."

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69. Perfect Peace.

R. Kelso Carter. " P<'<i<-<i i 'ff/re vUh yony Russian Air, arr. by R. K. C.

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Let the fler - y, cloud -y pil - lar, Lead me
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With all my powers awake, If Thou, my Lord, art near,

I come to Thee, who made the morn, And with me all the way abide,

And ev'ry wish I take. No evil will I fear.

In this bright hour I give to Thee

My consecrated will ;
And pray Thee, Lord, to manage me.

And keep me from all ill.

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Thus resting. Lord, my soul on Thee,

O Saviour, Jesus, come ; —
Abide ! O Lord, abide with me,

And make my heart Thy home.

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374^ Safely Thro' Another Week.

1 Safely throngli another week,
God has brought us on our way ;

Let us now a blessing seek,

Waiting in His courts to-day ;
Day of ail the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.

2 Mercies multiplied each hour,
Thro' the week our praise demand ;

Guarded by Almighty power.

Fed and guided by His hand;
Though ungrateful w'e have been, —
Often made returns of sin.

3 Willie we pray for pardoning grace,
Thro' the dear Redeemer's name,

Show Thy reconciled face.

Shine away our sin and shame ;
From our worldly cares set free.
May we rest this day in Thee.

4 Here we come Thy name to praise ;
May we feel Thy presence near :

May Thy glory meet our eyes,

While we in Thy house appear:
Here aftbrd us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.

5 May Thy gospel's joyful sound
Conquer sinners, comfort saints;

Make the fruits of grace abound.
Bring relief for all complaints :
Thus may all our Sabbaths prove.
Till we join th'' Church above.

John Newton, 1779.

375 Behold the Throne of Grace.

Tune, Laban, p. 244.

1 Behold the throne of grace
The promise calls me near;

There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.

2 That rich atoning blood,
Which sprinkled round I see;

Provides from those wiio come to God
An all-prevailing plea.

3 My soul, ask what thou wilt,
Thou canst not be too bold ;

Since His own blood for Thee He spilt,
What else can He withhold?

4 Beyond thy utmost wants
His love and power can bless ;

To praying souls He always grants
More than they can express.

6 Thine image, Lord, bestow.
Thy presence and Thy love ;

I ask to serve Thee here below,
And reign with Thee above.

6 Teach me to live by faith,
Coraform my will to Thine;

Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine 1

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take thv blood-bought liber - ty.

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I trust Thy truth, O Lord of Love !
Listening, all sounds of earthly strife

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The yoke of inbred sin is gone,

My soul exults in sweet release ;
Thou giv'st me faith to wear the crown

Of perfect love and perfect peace.
Oh, marvel of redeeming grace !

Oh, miracle of cleansing power!
Even I with joy shall see Thy face —

Even I am more than conqueror.

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Let mo to Thy bosom fly.
While the nearer waters roll.

While the tempest still is high.
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,

Till the storm of life is past ;
Safe into the haven guide.

Oh, receive my soul at last.

2 Other refuge have I none ;

Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ;
Leave, oh, leave me not alone.

Still support and comfort me ;
All my trust on Thee is stayed,

All my help from Thee I bring.
Cover my defenceless head

With the shadow of Thy wing.

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want

More than all in Thee I find ;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint.

Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy name,

I am all unrighteousness ;
False and full of sin I am.

Thou art full of truth and grace.

4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found

Grace to cover all my sin ;
Let the healing streams abound.

Make and keep me pure witliin.

Thou of life the fountain art.
Freely let me take of Thee ;

Spring Thou up within my heart.
Rise to all eternity.

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1 One sweetly solemn thought
Comes to me o'er and o'er;

Nearer my home today, am I,
Than e'er I 've been before.

2 Nearer my Father's house
Where many mansions be ;

Nearer today the great white throne ;
Nearer the crystal sea.

3 Nearer the bound of life,
Wliere burdens are laid down ;

Nearer to leave the heavy cross ;
Nearer to gain the crown.

4 But lying dark between.
Winding down through the night;

There rolls the deep and unknown streaiB
That leads at last to light.

5 E'en now perchance my feet
Are slipping on the brink.

And I, today, am nearer home, —
Nearer than noAv I think.

0 Father, perfect my trust !

Strengthen my power of faith!
Nor let me stand, at last, alone

Upon the shore of death.

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1 From every stormy wind tliat blows,
From every swelling tide of woes.
There is a calm, a sure retreat :

'T is found beneatli the mercy-seat.

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads ;

A place than all besides more sweet :
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.

3 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed,
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat?

i There, there on eagle wings we soar.
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heaven comes doAvn our souls to greet.
While glory crowns the mercy-seat.

BOEHM.

Ah! do Thou give me penitence
Like this, that I when summoned hence,
In Paradise may rest.

3 Jesus ! Redeemer, all the price
Of sin, vicarious sacrifice,

Did pay to set me free ;
Oh, when I yield my panting breath,
Be Thou beside me, and in death,

Good Lord, remember me.

Frederick Faber, alt.

5? n Jesus ! What Dreadful Affony.
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1 Jesus ! what dreadful agony
Was Thine upon the bitter tree,

With healing virtue rife;
Oh, may I count all things but loss,
All for the glory of the Cross,

The sinner's Tree of Life.

2 Jesus ! who came to seek and save,
Absolved the thief and promise gave

Of peace among the blest ;

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1 My God ! how wonderful Thou art,
Thy majesty how bright ;

How beautiful Thy mercy-seat,
In depths of burning light !

2 Oh, now I fear Thee, living God !
With deepest, tenderest fears;.

And worship Thee with trembling hope.
And penitential tears.

3 Yet I may love Thee too, 0 Lord,
Almighty as Thou art ;

For Thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor heart.

4 Oh, then this worse than worthless heart,
In pity deign to take,

And make it love Thee, for Thyself,
And for Thy glory's sake.

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2 Eternal are Thy mercies. Lord ;
Eternal truth attends Thy w^ord ;

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.

3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring!
In songs of praise divinely sing!

The great salvation loud proclaim,
And shout for joy the Saviour's name.

4 In every land begin the song —
To every land the strains belong :
In cheerful sounds all voices raise,
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1 Lord, hast Tliou not one word for me?
To bind my soul more close to Thee,
That every evil I may flee ;

One word, O Lord ! one word from Thee.

2 One word, to show how weak am I
When in my strength alone I try.

In vain I toil, in vain I sigh ;

One word, O Lord! one word from Thee.

3 One word, to show how near Thou art,
For Thou dost dwell within my heart ;
And of Thy life I share a part ;

One word, O Lord ! one word from Thee.

4 One word of power, oh, let me hear.
Above the hearts most anxious fear ;
Thy still, small voice, yet deep and clear ;
One word, O Lord ! one word from Thee.

One word of final triumph. Lord,
Sweet hope Thy promises afford ;
To dwell with Thee in sweet accord ;
One word, O Lord! one word from Thee.
C. L. Hamlen.

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1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer.

He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

2 Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring ;
For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

3 With my burden I begin.
Lord, remove this load of sin ;

Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt.
Set my conscience free from guilt.

4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest.
Take possession of my breast ;

There Thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

5 While I am a pilgrim here.
Let Thy love my spirit cheer;

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey's end !

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g^J^ Prayer is the Soul's. C. M.

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1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,
Uttered, or unexpressed;

The motion of a hidden fire
That trembles in the breast.

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,

The upward glancing of an eye.
When none but God is near.

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;

Prayer the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
The Christian's native air;

His watchAvord at the gates of death ;
He enters heaven with prayer.

5 The saints in prayer appear as one.
In word, and deed, and mind;

While with the Father and the Son
Sweet fellowship they find.

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r PRAY EH AND WORSHIP.

59.

The Penitent's Plea.

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2. Nought have I to plead of mer - it, Nought but curse do I in - her - it;

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Hdp me, Je-sus, or I die!
Hide me, Je - sus, or I die !
In the land where none can die !

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1 Take, He Undertakes.

A. B. S.

Rev. A. B. Simpson.

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2. I take sal-va-tion fnll and free, Thro' Him avIio gave His life for me, He

3. I take Him as my ho - li-ness, My spir- it's spot-less heavenly dress, I

4. I take the promised Ho - ly Ghost, I take the power of Pen - te-cost, To

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6 I simply take Him at His word,
I praise Him that my praj^er is heard,
And claim my answer from the Lord!.
" I take, He undertakes."

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91.

Solo.

Will Yqu be There, and I ?

[INVITATION.

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sky, They'll walk in the light of their Father's love. Will you be there, will I?

high ; Their harps will nev -er be there un-strung. Will you be there, will I?

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And through the blood brought nigh ;

Our utmost gain w^e '11 count but loss,
Since you '11 be there, and I. Since, etc.

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0 BretFiers, Seek a Honie.

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By the grace of God you may live

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I When lost in sin, my all I squandered,

Far from the fold :
vly Saviour sought me where I wandered,

Gave me His wealth untold.
V\\ bonds of sin and Satan rending,

Christ made me whole :
11 ne'er forget that joy transcending,

AVhen Jesus saved my soul.

• AW round my way the sun is shining,

Darkness has fled;
)n Jesus' breast I

Daily by Him I 'm fed.
ly Lord has cast His robe around me,

No more I '11 roam ;
?he Shepherd of the sheep has found me,

Jesus has brought me home.

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That calls me, Lord, to Thee,

For cleansing in Thy precious blood
That flowed on Calvary.

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I am coming. Lord,

Coming now to Thee !
Wash me, cleanse me in the blood

That flowed on Calvary.

2 Though coming weak and vile,
Thou dost my strength assure ;

Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse,
Till spotless all and pure.

3 'T is Jesus calls me on
To perfect faith and love,

To perfect hope, and peace, and trust,
For earth and heaven above.

4 All hail, atoning blood !
All hail, redeeming grace !

All hail, the gift of Christ our Lord,
Our Strength and Righteousness !

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Rev. L. Hartsofgh.

95. Geino 00wn to the Grave.

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Rev. Geo. Orbin, by per.

1. Go - iug down

2. Go - ing down

3. No God

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and no hope, where, oh, where is thy stay?
of gav pleas - ure e'er long will be o'er,

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go - ing down to the dead,
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In dark - ness and doubt
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Bless His Dear Narne.

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R. Kelso Cakter.

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1. When Je - sus 1113^ transgressions bore, Oh, bless the name of the Lord!

2. When wand'ring in tlie des - art life, Oh, bless the name of the Lord!

3. The Ho - ly Spir - it burned up sin, Oh,bless the name of the Lord!

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4 When sinlving'neath temptation's waves, & And now I'm walliing in the light,

Oh, bless the name of the Lord ! Oh, bless the name of the Lord !

Just when I call, my Jesus saves, Preserved and blameless in His sight,

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1 Come, believer, liung'riug, thirsting,
Come, a living sacritice,

God will sanctify you wholly,
Cleanse and fit you for the skies.

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Come to the cross for full salvation,

Now the Comforter receive,
Perfect peace, and f nil salvation

God the Holy Ghost will give.

2 Now, believer, come and w^elcome,
God's free bounty glorify.

Come in faith and consecration,
All your fleshly hopes deny.

3 Lo ! the Holy Ghost descending !
Now behold the cleansing blood.

Venture on Him, venture freely,
Plunge beneath the crimson flood.

4 Christ the Comforter has promised
To the pardoned child of God,

Oh, believer, come and seek Him,
Let your soul be His abode.

5 He will 'stablish, fix and keep you.
Rooted, grounded in His love.

Calm your wav'ring heart and seal it,
Seal it for His courts above.

6 Into all His truth He '11 lead you,
All things teach you as you go,

In the dying hour be with you.

Death's dark river guide you through.

Oh, Turn Ye.

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come? [come home.

'Tis you He bids welcome; he bids you

4 In riches, in pleasures, what can you

obtain [pain.

To soothe your aftliction, or banish your
To bear up your spirit when summoned to

die.
Or waft you to mansions of glory on high?

5 Why will ye be starving and feeding on

air? [spare;

There 's mercy in Jesus, enough and to
If still you are doubting make trial and

see, [free.

And prove that His mercy is boundless and

6 Come, give us your hand, and the Sav-

iour your heart, [part;

And trusting in heaven, we never shall
Oh, how can we leave ycu? why will you

not come? [home.

We '11 journey together, and soon be at

Come, Thou Fount.

1 Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye, for whv will ye

die, [nigh?

When God in great mercy is coming so
Since Jesus invites you, the Spirit says,

come ! [home.

And angels are waiting to welcome you

2 How vain the delusion, that while you

delay, [away ;

Your hearts may grow better by staying-
Come, wretched, come starving, come just

as you be, [free.

While streams of salvation are flowing so

3 And now Christ is ready your souls to

receive, [believe?

Oh, how can you question, if you will

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1 Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;

Streams of mercy, nevev ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

2 Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;

Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it —
Mount of Thy redeeming love !

3 Here I '11 raise my Ebenezer ;
Hither by Thy help I 'm come;

And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safelj^ to arrive at home.

4 Jesus sought me Avhen a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;

He, to rescue me from danger.
Interposed His precious blood.
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To dwell in that celestial land
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1 Come, every soul by sin oppressed,
There 's mercy with the Lord,

And He will surely give you rest,
By trusting in His word.
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Only trust Him, only trust Him,

Only trust Him now ;
He will save you, He will save you,
He will save you now.

2 For Jesus shed His precious blood
Rich blessings to bestow;

Plunge now into the crimson flood
That washes white as snow.

3 Yes, Jesus is the Truth, the Way,
That leads you iuto rest ;

Believe in Him without delay,
And you are fully blest.

4 Come, then, and join this holy band,
And on to glory go,

Unto me,
Labor.

All Ye That

1 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice,
Come, and make my paths your choice ;

1 will guide you to your home.
Weary pilgrim, hither come !

2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste.
Weary wanderer, hither haste.

3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,
Seek for ease but seek in vain ;
Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,

In remorse for guilt who mourn.

4 Hither come ! for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound ;
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.

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'To-daY the Savioar Galls,

Dr. Lowell Mason.

1 To-day the Saviour calls ;
Ye wand'rers, come ;

O ye benighted souls.
Why longer roam?

2 To-day the Saviour calls;
Oh, hear Him now ;

Within these sacred walls
To Jesus bow.

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3 To-day the Saviour calls ;
For refuge fly ;

The storm of justice falls,
And death is nigh,

4 The Spirit calls to-day :
Yield to His power.

Oh, grieve Him not away,
'T is mercy's hour.

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K. K. C.

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2. Leave now the husks of a world- ly life, List to the prom-ise with

3. Stay not a mo-ment,but come to - day, All on the al - tar for-

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will sprinkle you with wa - ter, I will cleanse you from all sin,

2 Tho' you have much peace and comfort.
Greater things you yet may find ;

Freedom from unholy tempers.
Freedom from the carnal mind.

3 Be as holy, and as happy.
And as useful here below,

As it is your Father's pleasure ;
Jesus, only Jesus know.

4 Spread, oh, the joyful tidings.
Tell, oh, tell what God has done,

Till the nations are conformed
To the image of His Son.

5 Oh, may every soul be filled
With the Holy Ghost to-day ;

He is coming. He is coming;
Oh, prepare, prepare the way.

105.

H. L. Hastings

Shall We Meet.

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2. Shall we meet in that blest har-bor. When our storm-y voyage is o'er?

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Where in all the bright for-ev - er, Sor - row ne'er shall press the soul?
Shall we meet and cast the anchor By the bright ce - les - tial shore?
D. s. Shall v)e meet he -yond the riv-er, Where the surg - es cease to roll?

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Shall we meet, shall we meet, Shall we meet be-yond the riv - er?

3 Shall we meet in yonder city.
Where the towers of crystal shine?

Where the walls are all of jasper,
Built by workmanship divine?

4 Where the music of the ransomed
Rolls its harmony around.

And creation swells the chorus
With its sweet melodious sound.

B? pe>. from "Songs of PUgrimage."

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5 Shall we meet there many a loved one.
That was torn from our embrace?

Shall we listen to their voices,
And benold them face to face?

6 Shall we meet with Christ our Saviour,
When He comes to claim His own?

Shall we knoAV His blessed favor,
And sit down upon His throne?

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R. K. C.

Just the Sarne Alwa^.

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more we '11 roam, Oh, come, come a - way ! And when the trump of God shall sound The

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saints no more by Death are bound ; He OAvns our Jesus crown'd ; Oh, come, come away !
take Thy throne and on it reign ; Then earth shall bloom again ! Oh, come, come away !

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Millions there liave been supplied

Still it flows as fresh as ever
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None need perish,
All may live, for Christ hast died.

4 Christ alone shall be our portion ;
Soon we hope to meet above ;

Then we '11 bathe in the full ocean
Of the j^reat Redeemer's love ;

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1 Arise, my soul, arise ;
Shake ofi'thy guilty fears;

The bleeding Sacrifice

In my behalf appears :
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on His iiands.

2 He ever lives above.
For me to intercede ;

His all-redeeming love,

His precious blood to plead ;
His blood atoned for all our race.
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

3 Five bleeding wounds He bears,
Received on Calvary ;

They pour eflfectual prayers,

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They strongly plead for me :
"Forgive him, oh, forgive," they cry;
"Nor let that ransomed sinner die."

4 The Father hears Him pray,

His dear anointed One :
He cannot turn away

The presence of His Son :
His Spirit answers to the blood.
And tells me I am born of God.

G My God is reconciled;

His pardoning voice I hear:
He owns me for His child;

I can no longer fear :
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And, "Father, Abba, Father," cry.
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111. Are Yeu Wash'd in the Bleed ?

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Are yonwalk-ing dai-ly by the Sav-iour's side? Are you wash'd in the
When the Bridegroom cometh, will your robes be white, Pure and white in the
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of the Lamb? Do you rest each moment in the Crn - ci -tied? Are j^ou
of the Lamb? Will your soul be read-y for the mansions bright, And be
of the Lamb? There 's a fountain flowing for the soul unclean, Oh, be

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l)right day com -ing by and by. But its brightness shall on - ly come to
sad day com - ing by and by, When the sin - ner shall hear his doom, "De-
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113. Gerne With ^s, and We Will Be Thee Seed.

Kev. A. B. Simpson.

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1. We 're journ'ying homeward to the land of prom- ise That lies be-yond the

2. Come to the land where all our sin is bur - ied Be-neath the Jor-dan's

3. Oh, come, and leave thy sin-ful self for - ev - er Be-neath the fount-ain

4. Come to the land where all our foes are vanquished, And sor-row, sin, dis -

Jordan's swelling flood, The land of rest, and love, and home for - ev-er; Come

deep and swelling flood ; Art thou not tired of sin-ning and re-penting? Come,

of the Saviour's blood ; Oh, come, and take Him as thy Sane - ti - fi - er,Come

ease and death sub-dued ; Oh,wea-ry soul ! by Sa-tan bruised and baf -fled, Come

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then, with us, and we will do thee good !
thou with us, and we will do thee good !
thou with us, and we will do thee good !

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and honey, 'Mid barren wastes and tempests wild

And all its children eat of heavenly food ; and rude !

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114.

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Jesus bids you come, Wea-ry trav'lei-, do not tar- ry,
Jesus bids you come. Voices may not al-Avays call you,
Jesus bids you come, Where 't is love and joy forever,
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Where no sin nor dismay.

Neither trouble nor sorrow.
Will be felt for a day,

Nor be feared for the morrow.

3 He 's prepared thee a home, —
Sinner, canst thou believe it?

And invites thee to come, —
Sinner, wilt thou receive it?

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For the tide is receding;

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The Sweet Word, Jesus.

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Father Ignatius.*

F. Louise Shepard.

1. Soft-ly sing the sweet word "Je-sus," For 't is full of love and rest,

2. Oh, so ve - ry dear to Je - sus, And He yearns to save them now;

3. Je - sns an-swers," I re-ceive thee. On - ly looktomeand live;

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How He waits with tear - f nl long-ing, Thorns of sor - row round His brow
And I now will nev - er leave Thee, All Thy sins I now f or-give."

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Soft - ly sing that name so ten - der.

soft-ly sing that name so ten - der, Many a trembling one is here.

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2. It is full of hu-raan sweetness Pure and trne; It is full of hu-man

3. He was wronged above all others, Mock'd, denied ; He wasAvronged above all

4. When I heard the wondrons sto - ry, So di-vine : When I heard the wondrous

sto - ry. Fill -ing life witli light and glo - ry, Men have told? How there

sweetness. Rich in love's di - vine complete-ness, Ev - er new. Grief , her
oth - ers, Bruised and bro-ken, Oli, my brothers! Cru - ci - fled! In a
sto - ry, Com-ing down thro' an - nals hoar - y, Christ was mine. O that

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love beyond compar - ing. Burdened heart, thy sor - row sharing, For thy

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GGrrie te Jesus, Just Nsw.

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Just now come to

2 He will save you, just now.

3 Oh, believe Him, just now.

4 He is able, just now.

5 He is willin^^, just now.

6 He '11 receive j'ou, jnst now.

7 Flee to Jesus, just now.

8 Call unto Him, just now.

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9 He will hear you, just now.

10 He'll have mercy, just now.

11 He'll forgive you just now.

12 He will cleanse you just now.

13 He '11 renew you just now.

14 He will clothe you just now.

15 Jesus loves you just now.

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If thou hast work for me to do,
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Gerne Ui[\Q Me.

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123.

WFjile Jesos Wfiispers \q Ygu.

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1 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore ;

Jesus ready stands to save you.
Full of pity, love and power:

He is a1)le,
He is Avilling, doubt no more.

2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome ;
God's free Ijounty glorify ;

True belief and true r.'pentance,
Every grace that brings yon nigh,

Without money.
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

3 Let not conscience make you linger.
Nor of fitness fondly dream;

All the fitness He reciuireth
Is to feel vonr need of Him :

JIusir on opposite page.

This He gives you ;
'T is the Spirit's glimmering beam.

4 Come, ye Aveary, heavy-laden.
Bruised and mangled l3y the fall ;

If you tarry till you 're better,
You Avill never come at all ;

Not the righteous, —
Sinners, Jesus came to all.

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5 Agonizing in the garden.
Your lledeemer prostrate lies ;

On the bloody tree behold Him !
Hear Him cry, before He dies,

" It is finished ! "
Sinners, will not this suffice?

G Lo ! the incarnate God, ascending,
rieads the merit of His blood :

Venture on Him, venture freely;
Let no other trust intrude ;

None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.

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2. Door of Home for chil -dren straying, From the Fa-ther's heart and

3. Door of Help where sufl^'rers wea -ry,' Sue - cor find for sor - est

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Bring our grief s and fears and burdens.Christ will prove a Friend in - deed.
Je - sus ev - er may we find Thee, Door of Hope and Gate of Heaven.

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3 Come, loved oue, come, the Master is
calling.

Calling to service so true, so high;
No longer waste thy youth and life's
sweet morning,

Trifling while time rushes by.
Harvests of golden sheaves are waiting.

Waiting for thee to bear away ;
Millions of souls in sin are dying,

Jesus hath need of thee todav.

4 Come, loved one, come, the shadows
are gathering.
Soon will have come life's sure eventide ;
Come, loved one, come, for now you may
be nearing,
Xearing the lone riverside.
Xo one but Christ can guide thy footsteps
Thro' the lone vale of death and gloom ;
Xo oue but He can meet thee yonder,
( 75 ) Wipe thy last tear and welcome thee home

127.

The Wrath to Gofrie.

[INVITATION

K. Kelso Carter.

1. The gos - pel trumpet sounds a - load, The judg-ment thunders boom; O'er

2. As leans the tree, so, when 't is f ell'd It lies, the day is set; Tho'

3. Far more than pain, dis - ease, or all The paths by snff'rers trod, A

4. Be warned in time, for -sake all sin! Or you '11 be damn 'd at last; When

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judg-ment on thy sins' with-held. The Lord doth not for - get.

fear - ful thing it is to fall In - to the hands of God.

mer - cy's voice fails to win The day of grace is past.

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From the wrath, from the wrath of the Lord our God, When the trumoetsounds the h^r - vest.

home, Broth-er,turn to-day at the warning cry, Oh, flee from the wrath to come.

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to fear, Je - sus is mine, Trust-ing in Him, all Ire-sign;
the law? there I re-joicn ; AnsAvered its claims, silenced its voice,
the body? ah, that I may In'ing, To God as a holy, acceptable thing;

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All that Avas needed to do or to pay, Jesus lias done in His own blessed way.

Dai- ly by faith to His im -age I rise, Looking a-way to my rest in the skies.

Je-sns "fulfilled it when meekly He died :"Father'tis finished. 'tis finished. "He cried.

For that is the temple where Jesus abides, The temple where God, by His Spirit resides.

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The matter is settled, the price was the
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The blood of the victim, a ransom divine,
Believe it, poor sinner, and peace shall be
thine.

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call - ing,turn and live, I will
call - ing to thy soul, Ten-der
call - ing, Christian hear! Telling

thy life so swift a - way ;

the life e - ter - nal give ;
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of love that casts out fear ;

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Flee from the wrath to come. Seek an eternal home ; Come to me and be ye saved.
Come with thy burdened heart I can new life impart ; Come to me and be ye saved.
Like notes from heaven's chime ; Speaking the second time, Come to me and be ye saved.

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130.

M. A. K.

Is My Narne Written TFiere?

FiiAXK M. Davis, by per.

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1. Lord, I cave not for rich - es, Neither sil-ver nor gold ;I Avonld make snre of

2. Lord.ray sins they are ma - ny, Like the sands of the sea, Bnt Thy blood. oh, my

3. Oh ! that beau-ti - f ul cit - y, With its mansions of lisjht, With its glo-ri- fled

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2. O love-ly at - ti-tnde, He standsWitti melting heart and o -pen hands ;0

3. But will He prove a friend in-deed? He will, the ver - y friend you need :The

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wait - ed long, is wait - ing still; You treat no oth - er friend so ill.
matchless kind-ness, and He showsThis matchless kindness to His foes,
friend of sin - ners?Yes, 'tis He, With garments dj^ed on Cal - va - ry.

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Turn out His enemy and thine ;
That soul-destroying monster, Sin,
And let the heavenly stranger in.

5 Admit Him ere His anger burn,-
His feet, departed, ne'er return :
Admit Him, or the hour's at hand,
You '11 at His door rejected stand.

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152.

Charles Wesley.

Blurnenthal.

[INVITATION.

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Jacques Blumenthal.

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God, your Saviour, asks you why;
He, who did your souls retrieve,
Died Himself that ye might live.
Will ye let Him die in vain,
Crucify your Lord again?

Why, ye ransomed sinners, why
Will ye slight His grace, and die?

3 Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
God, the Spirit, asks you why ;
God, who daily with you strove,
Wooed you to embrace His love.
Will ye not His grace receive?
Will ye still refuse to live?
Why, ye long-sought sinners, why
Will ye grieve your God, and die?

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Matt, xi: 28.

1 Are you walking in the valley
Where the clouds like billoAvs roll?

Do you feel the weight of sorrow
Pressing hard upon the soul?

Are you weary, heavy laden?
Is your heart by sin oppressed?

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Hear the gentle words of Jesus :
"Come to me I '11 give you rest."

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Come ye weary, heavy laden
Lean your head upon my breast,

Hear the gentle Avords of Jesus :
"Come to me I '11 give you rest "

2 Have you wandered from the Saviour
Into ways by Him denied?

Have you left the narrow pathway
Leading up the mountain side?

Have you wasted time and talents
Like the prodigal distressed?

Hear the gentle words of Jesus :
"Come to me, I '11 give you rest."

3 Are you still in nature's prison,
Where there 's naught but bitter strife?

Are the passions still patrolling
Up and down the way of life?

Do you feel the awful conflicts.
Going on within your breast?

Hear the gentle words of Jesus:
"Come to me I'll give you rest."

A. L. Skilton. .

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134.

L. R. M.

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No one to lift them from sin and de - spair.
Heal the heart, ioro-ken by sor-row and shame.
Thou shalt have souls, pi-e-cions soiils for thy hire.
Lift- ing lost souls to e - ter-ni- ty's joys.
And with long iveep-ing our eyes have grown dim.''

Per - ish-ing, per - ish-ing !
Per - ish-ing, per - ish-ing !
Per - ish-ing, per - ish-ing I

Throng-ing our path - way, Hearts break with burdens too heav -y to bear,
Har - A^est is pass - ing. Reap - ers are fcAV and the night draweth near.
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that any should Perishing, perishing! Thou wast not will-

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Banish our worldliness, help us to ever
Live with eternity's values in view.

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135.

He that BelievetH.

Mrs. Ella Lauder.

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1. List to the mes-sage plain and clear, He that be - lie v - eth need not fear ;

2. Hush ! 't is the Spir - it speaks to you. Now as He pleads what will you do?

3. Heed ye the call as for your life, Yield to the Lord and end the strife;

4. Hark! 'tis re-ech-oed from the skies, Deep un - to deep.with voice re-plies,

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136.

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[INV1TATI0^.

H. L. GiLMOUR.

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For God hath bid - den all man-kind; It is for you, it is forme.

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3 Sant by my Lord, on you I call;
The invitation is to all.

4 Come, all the world ! come, sinner thou!
All things in Christ are ready now,

5 Corns, all ye souls by sin oppressed.
Ye restless wanderers after rest;

6 Ye poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind,
I'i Christ a hearty welcome find.

From Silver Trumpet, bj per.

7 My message as from God receive ;
Ye all may come to Christ and live.

8 Oh, let this love your hearts constr
Nor suffer Him to die in vain.

9 See Him set forth before your eyes
That precious, bleeding sacrifice.

10 His offered benefits embrace.
And freely now be saved by grace.

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K. K. C.

The WGHdrous Bleed.

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Oh.the precious blood.
Has sin passed away?

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1. Oh,the cleansing blood

2. Are you saved to-day V
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Yes, it free-ly flows.
Do you know the Lord?

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1. Oh.the blood,

2. Are you saved,

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precious blood,
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Rev. J. B. Atchinson.

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2. 0-peii now to Him your heart,

3. Hear you now His lov - ing voice?

4. Now ad-mit the heavenly Guest,

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Let Him in. He is your Friend, He your soul will sure de - fend. He will
He is stand-ing at the door, Joy to you He Avill re - store. And His
He will speak your sins for - given. And when earth ties all are riven. He will

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INVITATION.]

140.

A. J. Gordon.
Not too fast.

Where Art Theu, Seal?

Isabel Kenned^?.

1. Where art thou, soul? I heard God sa5^;Why hid - est thou from me? Why

2. Where art thou, soul? Why wilt thoud|e. When I have brought thee life? Why

3. Where art thou, soul? redeemed with blood? Ah! wilt thou yet a - gain Be -

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face a - way, And from my presence flee? I

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fy thy Lord, And give Him o - pen shame? With

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For long, long years I 've call'd to thee :
And now thou strayest far from me ;

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I cannot give thee o'er ;
I 've f oUoAved thee, with patient feet.

Thro' wild and wood and moor.
Oh, that thy bleating heart would say,

" Like a lost sheep I 've gone astray."
"Where art thou, soul, where art thou?

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5 Where art thou, soul? The day draws
When thou, too late, shalt sigh, [near

" My God, why dost Thou shut Thine ear
To my despairing cry ? " [room ;

Ah ! then, give heed, while yet there 's
It hastens on, that day of doom;

Where art thou soul, where art thou?

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141.

Sorne Mellier's Bgy.

[INVITATION.

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Reck-less-ly on in his blind - ness,
Hark ! 't is the voice of tlie Sav - ionr

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Some mother's Avand'ring boy,
Breaking an oft-plighted vow ;
Call-ing so ten-der-ly,"come ! "

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Longing some glad day to con- quer,Seek-ing his conscience to drown,
Go bear the news of sal - va - tion To each sin-sick soul, with joy.

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INVITATION.]

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Shall T let Hirn In?

H. R. P.

H. R. Palmer.

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1. Christ is knock-iui? at my sad heart ; Shall I let Him in?

2. Shall T send Him thy lov - ini^ word ; Shall I let Him in?

3. Yes I'd o - pen this heart's proud door, Yes, I'll let Him in;

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Pa-tient-ly plead-ing with my sad heart ; Oh ! shall I
Meekly ac- cept -ing my gra - clous Lord ; Oh ! shall I
Glad-ly I 'II wel-come Him ev - er- more ; Oh ! yes, I '11

let Him in?
let Him in?
let Him in?

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He can in- fi-nitelove im-part; He can par- don this reb - el heart;
Bless - ed Sav - iour, a - bide with me ; Cares and tri - als will light -er be

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I am safe if I'm on - ly with Thee, Oh! bless -ed Lord, come in?

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143.

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[SALVATION.

10, 1876.
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tlie street,
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Ach - ing heart and ach

Lone - ly mid the cit

Hark the sonnd of peal

Love and hope and joy

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Wet with rain, and chilled by storm;
No kind hand stretched forth to save ;
Then a moth - er on me smiled.
These stand o - pen ! — wid - er yet

Rn - ined, wretched, lone, for-lorn; —
No bright hope be - yond the grave ;
Then a fa -ther owned his child ; —
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Sliill I wan-der
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Oh, who is this that com-eth from E-dom? With gar-ments dyed in
I looked and there was no one to help me, I wondered there was
Yes, I a - lone have trod -den the wine-press, The peo-ple all ha,ve

Oh, Je - sus, Mas - ter save me com-plete - ly. From ev-ery trace of

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red; This tliat is glo-riousin His ap-par-el, A crown up-on His head?
none ; But now mine own arm bring-eth salvation, And sin is o - ver - thrown,
fled ; The blood that 's sprinkled over my garments, Gives life unto the dead,
sin ; Oh, let me know Thine uttersalvatiou. Just noAV speak peace within.

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Music on
5 " On the street, on the street,"
Late I Avalk with weary feet:
Oh, that this sad life might end.
Oh, tliat I might find One Friend ;
One who would not from me turn,
Nor my prayer of sorroAV spurn ;
Oh. that I that Friend could see,
He would pitying look on me;
Such as / have kissed His feet, —
** Ou the street, on the street ! "

opposite page.

6 "On the street, on the street!"
Might I here a Saviour meet !
From the blessed far oft* years,
Comes the story of her tears.
Whose sad heart with sorrow broke,
Heard tlie words of love He spoke,—
Heard Him bid her anguish cease.
Heard Him whisper, " Go in peace!"
Oh, that I might kiss His feet,
" On the street, on the street."

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[SALVATION.

R. Kelso Cartkr.

1 . Wheu jiidijinent thunders cloiul the sky, And storms are downward hnrled,Tlie

2. Up - on the bil - h-)ws Avide and dark, By ra.u--ing- tern- pests tossed, The

3. I'm lost withont, I'm safe with-in. To wait I can't af - ford; I

4. The bow of promise spans the sea, The roU-lng snr - ges cease; The

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ark of God comes float - ing; by

Sav - iour throws his pre - cious ark

en - ter, and there shnts me in

Heavenly dove brings back to me,

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To save a drown- ing world.
AVide o - pen for the lost.
The love of Christ the Lord.
The ol - ive branch of Peace

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SALVATION.]

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A Fountain Opened.

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Grace ! 'Tis a Charming Sound.

Key, G.

1 There is a fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanners veins;

And sinners, plnnaed beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

1 Grace! 'tis a charming sound,

Harmonious to the ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,

And all the earth shall hear.

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day ;

And there have I, as vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.

Chorus.
I 'm glad salvation 's f ree,-
I 'm glad salvation 's free, —
Salvation 's free for you and me,
I 'm <rlad salvation 's free.

3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood

Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed chnrch of God

Be saved, to sin no more.

2 Grace first contrived a way

To save rebellious man ;
And all the steps that grace display,

Which drew the wondrous plan.

4 E'er since, by faith, I saAV the stream
Thy floAving wounds supply,

Redeeming love has been my theme.
And shall be till I die.

3 Grace taught my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road ;

And neAV supplies each hour I meet.
While pressing on to God.

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song,

I '11 sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stam'ring tongue

Is ransomed from the grave.

William Cowper, ah. 1779.

4 Grace all the work shall crown
Through everlasting days;

It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves our praise.

Philip Doddridg?;.

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[SALVATION.

143

LaariGh 0al.

A. B. Simpson.

R. Kelso Carter.

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1. The mer-cy of God is an ocean divine, A bonndless and fatliomless flood; Launch

2. But ma-ny a-las ! on-ly stand on the shore, And i>;aze on the ocean so wide ;They

3. And others jnst venture away from the land. And lln'::er so near to the shore, That

4. Oh, let ns launch out on this ocean so broad, Where the floods of salvation o'er flow ;0h,

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out in the deep, cut a-way the shore-line. And be lost in the fuU-ness of God.
nev - er have ventured its depths to explore, Or to launch on the fathomless tide,
the surf and the slime that beat over the strand, Dash o'er them in floods evermore,
let us be lost in the mer-cy of God, Till the depths of His fullness we know.

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BALVATION.]

149.

C. Wesley.

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3 Extol the Lamb of God,
The all-atoning Lamb ;

Redemption in His blood
Throughout the world proclaim.

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell,
Your liberty receive.

And safe in Jesus dwell,
And blest in Jesus live.

6 Ye who have sold for naught

Your heritage above.
Shall have it back unbought,

The gift of Jesus' love.

6 The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of heavenly grace,

And saved from earth appear
Before your Saviour's face.

1 Kfl I Love to Tell the Story.

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1 I love to tell the story

Of unseen things above ;
Of Jesus and His glory.

Of Jesus and His love !
I love to tell the story !

Because I know its true ;
) It satisfies my longings

As nothing else would do.

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Chorus.

I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.

2 I love to tell the story !
More wonderful it seems

Than all the golden fancies
Of all our golden dreams.

I love to tell the story !
It did so much for me,

And that is just the reason
I tell it now to thee.

3 I love to tell the story !
'T is pleasant to repeat

What seems, each time I tell it,
More wonderfully sweet.

I love to tell the story !
For some have never heard

The message of salvation
From God's own Holy Word.

4 I love to tell the story !
For those who know it best

Seem hungering and thirsting
To hear it like the rest.

And when, in scenes of glory,
I sing the New, New Song,

'T will be the Old, Old Story,
That I have lov'd so long.

Miss Kate Hankbt.

151. Tfie Bleed now Covers the Past

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Skilton.

David B

Updegraff.

Arr. by R. K. Carter.

1. A suppliant iu deep-est

2. Oft-times when temp-ta-tion's

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wave, Make God's ho-ly promise your pil - low. For Je - sus is might-y to
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charms. When lo ! all my soul with love burning, Takes hold on his prom-is - es
save; When darkness and Sa - tan cause doubting, Or life's earth-ly sun's sinking

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cast. When faith took the wings of the morning. And Je-sus had covered the past,
fast, My spir- it thusqjickly is turn-ing. To Je-sus who covers the past.
fast. Re - ly on His promis-es.shout-ing The precious blood covers the past.

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the blood, The blood now cov-ers the past;The

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blood, the blood, The blood now cov-ers the past,

pre-cious blood, pre - cious blood.

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Dr. 11. L GiLMOUi^.

Geo. D. Moore.

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2. I yield - ed my - self
of my soul,

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to His ten - der em - brace. And

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burden'd with sin, and dis - trest,
faith tak - ing hold of the word,
been the old sto-ry so blest.

Till I heard a sweet voice say-ing,
My fet-ters fell off, and I
Of Je-sus,who'llsave who-so

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make me your choice: And I en - tered the " Ha - ven of Rest!
an - chored my soul; The ha - ven of rest is my Lord,

ev - er will have A home in the "Ha - ven of Rest!

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may recline, waits.

Like John the beloved and blest, To save by His power divine ;

On Jesus' strong arm, where no tempest Come, anchor your souls in the haven of

can harm, rest,

Secure in the " Haven of Rest?" And say, " My Beloved is mine."

Ftom "The Silver Trumpet," bj per. Jno. J. Hood.

(97)

153.

0ur Rock.

[SALVATION.

R. Keiso Cvrter.

For their rock is not as our Rock." Deut. xxxii: 31.

AiT. from Rossini, by R. K. C.

1. Rock of

2. Rock of

3. Rock of

A - ges, let me stand, Shad -owed in a "wea - ryland;
A - ges,here in Thee Rests my soul e - ter - nal - ly,
A - ges,my de-fence, Here I tind sweet rec - ompense:

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Drink -'"ng from Thy flow -ing tide, Shel-tered in Thy riv - en side;
Safe be - neath Thy slielt'ring brow, Rock of my sal-va- tion, thou :
Balm for ev - 'ry wound and shock, Flows from out the rift - ed Rock,

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Hide me from the an - gry blast, Till the storms of life are past.

Here my soul for ref - uge clings, Here my heart in rap - ture sings.

And the fount-ain,pure and free, Clea*iseth, heal - eth e - ven me.

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154.

Chas. Wesley

Jesus, Let T^Fix PitYifig E^Y^-

Tune, Penitence.

W. H. Oakley.

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1. Je - sus, let Thy pity - iiig eye Callback a wand'r-ing sheep :

2. Sav - ionr, Prince, enthroned a - bove, Re-pen-tance to im - part,

3. For Thine own com - pas - sion's'sake The gra -cions won - der show:

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False to Thee, like Pe - ter, I Would fain like Pe - ter weep,
Give me, through Thy dy - ing love, The hum - ble, cou - trite heart
Cast my sins be - hind Thy back. And wash me white as snow

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Lord, And break my heart of stone.

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Let me be
Give what I
Speak the re

by grace restored, On me be all long suff 'ring shown;
have long implored, A por - tion of Thy grief unknown;
con-cil - ing word. And let Thy mer - cy melt me down,

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1 55.^^^^' Delusive World.

1 Vain delusive world, adieu,
With all of creature good ;

Only Jesus I pursue.

Who bought me with His blood.
All thy pleasures I forego,

I trample on thy wealth and pride;
Only Jesus will I know,

And Jesus crucified.

2 Other knowledge I disdain :
'T is all but vanity ;

Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, —

He tasted death for me ;
Me to save from endless woe,

The sin-atoning Victim died ;
Only Jesus etc.

3 Here will I set up my rest;
My fluctuating heart

Froni the haven of His breast
Shall nevermore depart :

Whither should a sinner go?

His Avounds for me stand open wide;
Only Jesus, etc.

4 Him to know is life and peace,
And pleasure without end ;

This is all my happiness,

On Jesus to depend •
Daily in His grace to grow.

And ever in His faith abide >
Only Jesus, etc.

5 Oh, that I could all invite,
This saving truth to prove;

Show the length, the breadth, the height

And depth of Jesus's love !
Fain I would to sinners show

The blood by faith alone applied :
Only Jesus, etc.

Chas. Wesley.

156.

E. 0. E.

Since 1 Have Been Redeerned

[SALVATION.

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1. I have a songi love to sing, Since I have been re-deemed, Of my Re •■

2. I have a Christ that sat - is - ties, Since I have been re-deemed, To do His
3.1 have a Wit-ness bright and clear, Since I have been redeemed, l)is-pell~ing

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"will my highest prize. Si nee 1 have been redeemed.

every doubt and fear, Since I have been redeemed. Since I have been redeemed, Since

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I have been re-deemed,

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Since I have been redeemed.

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5 I have a home prepared for me,
Since I have been redeemed,

Where I shall dwell eternally.
Since I have been redeemed.

SALVATION.^

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Just As I Am.

155, How Sweet the Name.

1 .Tust as T am, Avithont one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee,

O Lamb of God, I come !

2 Just as I am, and Avaitinc: not
To rid my soul of one dark blot, [spot.
To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each

O Lamb of God, I come!

3 Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightiuiis within, and fears Avithout,

O Lamb of God, I come !

4 Just as T am, poor, AAretched,
Sight, riches, healing of the mil

"Wan .ill T iiiiorl in T'lirtn f/^ fiiirl

Yea, all I

blind,
mind.

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, all I need in Tliee to And,
O Lamb of God, I come!

5 Just as T am, Thou Avilt receive.
Wilt AVJ'lcome, pardon, cleanse, reiicA^e;
Because Tliy promise T l)elieve,

O Lamb of God, I come!

6 Just as I am. Thy love uulaioAvn
Hath broken every l)arrier down ;
NoAV, to be Thine, and Thine alone,

O Lamb of God. I come !

Charlotte Elliot,

1 HoAv sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a belieA^er's ear;

It soothes his sorroAvs, heals his wounds,

And drives aAA^ay his fear.
Chorus.

I do believe, I noAV believe

That Jesus died for me, [blood.
And through His blood. His precious
I am from sin set free.

2 It makes the wounded spirit Avhole,
And calms the troubled breast ;

'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the Aveary, rest.

3 Dear Name, the Rock on Avhich I build,
My shield and hiding-place;

My never-failing treasure, filled
With boundless stores of grace.

4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Saviour, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest, and King,

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.

5 I Avould Thy boundless love proclaim
With every fleeting lireath :

So shall the music of Thy name
Refresh my soul in death.

John Neavtoit.

(101)

The VQiGe 0f Free Grace-

[SALVATION,

BURDSALL.

AiT. by li. Kelso Carter.

; For Adam's lost

For sill and uiicleaiiness,aiid ev-'ry transgression, His blood flows most freely in
Now glo -ry to God in the liigli-est is giv -en ;Now glory to God is re -
A-roundthe whole earth let us tell the glad sto-ry,And sing of His love, His sal -

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streams of sal-va-tion."

ech - oed in heav-en

va - tion and glo - ry.

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lu - jah to

the Lamb, Av ho has purchased our

par

don ;

We will praise Him a - sain

wiien we pass o - ver Jor - dan.

O Jesus, ride on,— Thy kingdom is glor-
ious ; [us victorious :
O'er sin, death and hell, Thou wilt make
Thy name shall be praised in the great
congregation, [salvation.
And saints shall ascribe unto Thee their
When on Zion we stand, having gained
the blest shore, [praise evermore :
With our harps in our hands, we will
We '11 range the blest fields on the banks
of the river, [ever.
And sing of redemption forever and

1 fin Jesus Paid it all.

1 I hear the Saviour say

Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in me Thine all in all.

Chorus.
Jesus paid it all ;
All to Him I owe ;

(102)

Sin had left a crimson stain,
He wash'd it white as snow.

2 O Lord, at last I find

Thy pow'r, a-nd Thine alone,
Can change this heart of mine,
And make it all Thine own.

3 Then down beneath the cross

I lay ray sin-sick soul ;
Nothing I bring but dross,

Thy grace must make me whole.

4 I now in Christ abide —

In him is perfect rest ;
Close sheltered in His side,
I am divinely blest.

5 When at my post I fall.

My ransom'd soul shall rise,
And "Jesus paid it all"

Shall rend the vaulted skies.

6 And when in heav'n above,

At Jesus feet I fall,

My song shall ever be —

Jesus has paid it all,

Arr. by Rev. W. McDonald.

SALVATION.]

161

Keep Me dfider the Bleed.

R. Kelso Carter.

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Wrest-linor I will hold Thee,

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2 Helpless, I am clinging,

My hope is all in Tliee ;
In my soul is ringing

Thy promise, full and free.
I have not intruded.

My cup Thy mercies fill ; .
Surely I'm included

In " Whosoever will."

(103)

3 Now I am believing,

I rest upon Thy word ;
Pardon I 'm receiving.

And cleansing through the blood.
Free, free from all sadness.

In Christ I 've found release ;
Filled with God's own gladness,

I 've everlasting peace.

162.

W. M.

Andante. Duet.

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Drifting Awa^ with the T^ide

[SALVATION.

W. MACOAfBER.

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1. Out on life's stream with no thought of its end,

2. On - ward, still on - ward the swift wa-ters flow,

Seek - ing each
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to re - ceive you

who passed on be - fore ; Make

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At the Gress.

R. Kelso Carter.

From " Songs of Perfect Loye," by per.

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sin and
clasp Thy
strength, my

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me prove How dear to me Thou art.

now saith, Thy faith hath made thee whole,

er stand, Where Thou wast cru - ci - fled,

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[SALVATION.

164.

R. K. C.

R. Kelso Carter

Rescue the Sirmer

1. Res - cue the siu-ner, go and res - cue the lost, Help for the sinking soul,

2. Res - cue ! my brother, let the glad ech - oes roll, Come now to Jesus and And

3. Res - cue ! my brother,there is res - cue from drink, Je - sus Avillsave you from

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faint,tempest-toss'd; Hope for the hopeless and life o'er the grave, — Jesus is
rest for yo;ir soul; Peace in be-liev-ing,and power o - ver sin; Come to the
hell's ver - y brink ;Hark to the sto - ry,oh ! 't is faith-ful and true, — Je - sus of

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call-ing you, Je - sus will save. Standby to res-cue ! stand by to save!
cross, and he made pure with-in.
Naz - a - reth once died for you.

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165.

A. L. Skilton.
Chorus by R. K. C.
Slow.

Nq RoGfn in the Inn.

Luke 2: 7.

E. Grace Updegraff.

1. No beau-ti - ful cham - ber, No soft era- die bed, No place but a

2. No sweet con-se - era - tion, No seek-ing His part, No hu - mil - i

3. No one to re - ceive Him, No welcome while here, No balm to re-

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man-ger. No where for His head; No praises of glad-ness, No thought of tteir

a - tion, No place in the heart; No thought of the Sav-iour, No sorrow^ for

lieve Him, No staff" but a spear; No seeking His treasure, No weeping for

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No prayer for His fa - vor. No room in the inn.
No do - ing His pleas - ure, No room in the inn.

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166. What Wondrous Love is This.

[SALVATION.

Altered and enlarged by R. K. C.

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1. What won-droiis love is

2. When I was sink-ing

3. He led me first to

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this, O my soul,
down, O my soul,
see What I was,

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my
my

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soul ! When
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I was sink -ing down. O my soul! When I was sink-ing down. Be -
led me first to see What I was; He led me first to see My

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crown For

my

sin and mis

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He set

me

free ; Bless

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soul, to my soul. To send this pre - cious peace To my soul,
soul, for my soul, Christ laid a - side His crown For my soul,
name, O my soul! And then He set me free, O my soul!

4 He keeps me day by day,
O my soul, O my soul !

He keeps me day by day,

O my soul !
I'm living at His side,
Beneath the crimson tide,
And Jesus crucified

Keeps my soul, keeps my soul,
And Jesus crucified

Keeps my soul.

5 And when to Jordan's flood
We have come, O my soul !

And when to Jordan's flood

We have come ;
Jehovah rules the tide.
The water He'll divide.
And welcome home His Bride ;

Praise the Lord, O my soul !
And welcome home His Bride,

O my soul ?

6 There we shall meet again
Those we love, O my soul!

There we shall meet again

Those we love ;
The meeting will be sweet,
At the dear Redeemer's feet;
Our joy shall be complete,

0 my soul, O my soul !
Our joy shall be complete,

O my soul !

7 Then with the ransomed throng,
O my soul, O my soul !

Then with the ransomed throng,

O my soul !
Then with the ransomed throng,
Redeemed through ages long,
We 'II sing the new, new song,

Praise the Lord, O my soul!
We 'II sing the new, new sons,

O my soul !

(108)

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Glory \Q His NatTie.

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Rev. E. A. Hoffman

1. Down at the cross where my Sav-ionr died, Down where for cleansing from

2. I am so Avon-droiis - ly sav'd from sin, Je - sus so sweet -ly a-

3. Oh, precious fountain, that saves from sin, I am so glad I have

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hides with - in ; There at the cross where He took me in ; Glo - ry to His

en-tered in; There Je-sns saves me and l^eeps me clean, Glo - ry to His

Sav-ionr's feet ; Plunge in to - day, and be made complete ; Glo - ry to His

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1 Oh, I left it all with Jesus, long ago,

long ago,
My sinfulness I brought Him and my woe ;
And when by faith I saw Him on the tree.
And heard His still small whisper, " 'T is

for thee," [away.

From my weary heart the burden roll'd
And now I' m singing glory, happy day.

2 Oh, I leave it all with Jesus, for He

knows [woes.

Just how to take the bitter from life's
And how to gild the tear-drop with His

smile,

To make the desert garden bloom awhile
Then, with all my weakness, leaning oi

His might,
My soul sings hallelujah, all is light.

3 Oh, I leave it all with Jesus, day by day.
My faith can firmly trust Him, come what
may, [her rest.

For hope has dropp'd her anchor, founo
Within the calm sure haven of His breast ;
And oh ! 'tis joy of heaven to abide
Close to my dear Redeemer, at His side.

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My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my prid'3.

3 See, from His head. His hands His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down ;

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

2 Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast.
Save in the death of Christ, my God ;

All the vain things that charm me most
I sacrifice them to His blood.

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small ;

Love so amazing so divine,
Demands my soul my life my all.

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1 Forever here my rest shall be,
Close to Thy bleeding side ;

This all my hope and all my plea,
For me the Saviour died.

2 My dying Saviour and my God,
Fountain for guilt and sin.

Sprinkle me ever with Thy Blood,
And cleanse and keep me clean.

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3 Wash me and make me thus Thine own j
Wash me and mine Thou art ;

Wash me, but not my feet alone, —
My hands, my head, my heart.

4 Th' atonement of Thy blood apply,
Till faith to sight improve ;

Till hope in full fruition die,
And all my soul be love.
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1 To endless ages let us praise [win
The precious Blood, whose price could

The world from wrath and sin ;
Whose streams our inward thirst appease.
And heal the sinner's worse disease.

If he but bathe therein.

2 Oh, wondrous Blood, that can implore
Pardon of God, and can restore

The heaven, sin had lost;
While Abel's blood for venijeance pleads.
The blood of Jesus intercedes

For those who wrong Him most.

3 Ah ! there is joy amid the saints,
And hell's despairing courage faints

When this sweet song we raise ;
Oh, louder then, and louder still,
Earth with one mighty chorus fill,

The precious Blood to praise.

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He is Calling.

1 There's a wideness in God's mercy
Like the wideness of the sea;

There's a kindness in His justice
Which is more than liberty.

Cho. — He is calling " Come to me ! "
Lord, I'll gladly haste to Thee.

2 There is welcome for the sinner,
And more graces for the good ;

There is mercy with the Saviour,
There is healing in His blood.

3 For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man's mind,

And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.

4 If our love were but more simple,
We should take Him at His word ;

And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.

5 There is plentiful redemption.
In the blood that has been shed ;

There is joy for all the members,
In the sorrows of the head.

6 Pining souls come nearer Jesus ;
And, oh come not doubting thus;

But with faith that trusts more bravely,
His vast tenderness for us.

Frederick Faber.
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3. Where lightnings glare, and thun-<:lers roll, Thro' heav en's vault-ed dome;

4. Then give the winds a might -y voice. The gos -pel call to sound

He laid a- side His king -ly crown His wondrous love to prove.

He climbed the moun-tain's rock - y steep To seek and save the lost.

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2 Back with all the guilt my spirit bears.
Past the haunting memories of years.
Self and shame and fear despising.
Foes and taunting fiends surprising ;
Saviour, to Thy Cross I press my way,
And a broken heart before it lay ;

Ere I leave, oh, let me hear Thee say.
It shall be Thine !

3 Yet why should I fear, hast Thou not

died
That no seeking soul should be denied?
To that heart its sins confessing.
Canst Thou fail to give a blessing?

By the love and pity Thou hast shown.
By the blood that did for me atone,
Boldly will I kneel before Thy throne,
A pleading soul.

4 All the rivers of Thy grace I claim,
Over ev'ry promise write my name ;
As I am I come believing,
As Thou art Thou dost, receiving,
Bid me rise a freed and pardoned slave ;
Master o'er my sin, the world, the grave,
Charging me to preach Thy power to save
To sin-bound souls.

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5 He comes in lovely dress
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To clothe me in the garments of the King ;

That, free from sin and death,

I may with ransomed breath,
Hosaunah in the highest, shout and sing.

6 Then, though the day be long,
I '11 sing the battle-song,

That Jesus is a Victor in the fight ;

,In Him, I love to tell,

I conquer death and hell ;
I live by faith, and walk no more by sight.
7 Oh ! let the heavens ring.

And every creature sing,
Salvation now, and Righteousness is He*,

On earth and heaven's shore

I '11 praise Him evermore ;
He 's Wisdom and Redemption now to me.

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The love of God to me ;
It brought my Saviour from above,

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2 E'en now by faith I claim Him mine,

The risen Son of God ;
Redemption by His death I find.
And cleansing through the blood.

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3 Love brings the glorious fulness in,

And to His saints makes known
The blessed rest from inbred sin.
Through faith in Christ alone.

4 Believing souls, rejoicing go;

There shall to you be given
A glorious foretaste, here below,
Of endless life in heaven.

5 Of victory now o'er Satan's power

Let all the ransomed sing ;
And triumph in their every hour.
Through Christ the Lord, our King,

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The liten 0f Jadah.

1. 'Twas Je-sus, my Sav-ioiir who died on the tree,

2. And when I was will -ing with all things to part,

3. And wdien with the ransom'd by Je-sus my head,
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1 Show pity. Lord, 0 Lord, for-give;
Let a repenting rebel live ;

Are not Thy mercies large and free?
May not a sinner trust in Thee?

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass
The power and glory of Thy grace !
Great God, Thy nature hath no bound.
So let Thy parting love be found.

3 O wash my soul from ev'ry sin,
And make my guilty conscience clean;
Here on my heart the burden lies.
And past offences pain my eyes.

4 My lips with shame my sins confess,
Against Thy law, against Thy grace !

Lord, should Thy judgments grow seyere,
1 am condemed, but Thou art clear.

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Thy righteous law approves it well.

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The Child of a King.

1 My Father is rich in houses and lands,
He holdeth the wealth of the world in His

hands !
Of rnbies and diamonds, of silver and gold :
His coffers are full. He has riches untold.
Refrain.
I'm the child of a King,
The child of a King,
With Jesus ray Saviour,
I 'm the child of a King.

2 My Father's own Son, the Saviour of

men! [men.

Once wandered on earth as the poorest of

But now He is reigning forever on High,
And will give us a home in the sweet by
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3 I once was an outcast, stranger on earth,
A sinner by choice and an "alien" by

birth, [ten down :

BntI've ])een "adopted," my name's writ-
An heir to a mansion, a robe and a crown.

4 A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
They' re building a palace for me over

there ! [sing :

Though exiled from home, yet, still I may
All glory to God, I 'm the child of a King.

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SAiCVATION.]

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The PreGiQus Blsed.

Words, except 1st verse, by
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1 . The cross ! the cross ! the blood-stain'd cross ! The hal-low'd cross I see !

2. A thousand, thousand fountains spring Up from the throne of God;

3. That priceless blood my ran-som paid. While I in bond-age stood ;

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My sins, as like a flood ; Mv harp before my God,

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All praise to Jesus' blood. — Cho. For Jesus' cleansing blood. — Cho.

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2. Je - sns Avas nailed to the cross for me, Shall I

3. Je - sus is kiiock-ing at my poor heart, Shall I

4. What if that voice I should hear no more, Shall I

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How^canmy heart so iin - grate-ful be? Shall I be saved to -night?

What if His Spir-it should now de - part? Shall I be saved to - night?

Quick-ly I'll o - pen this bolt - ed door, Save me O Lord to - night?

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Now He will save me by grace di-vine. Now, if 1 will, I may call Him mine
O - ver and o - ver His voice I hear, Sweet-ly it falls on my list - 'ning ear :
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Can I the pleasures of earth re-sign! Oh, shall I be saved to-night?

Shall I re-ject Him, a Friend so dear? Oh, shall I be saved to-night?

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St0p and TFiinfe.

1. All the world is rush - ing on-ward In a might -y

2. A - ged one whose feet are pas- sing With iin- stead - y

3. Stop and tliink,oh, anx-iousschol- ar, Toil -ing np the

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and pleasure, Min -gle in one cur - rent wide,
de-clin-ing, To a home of peace or woe.
of sci -ence,'Mid the storms that round you sweep,
of sor-rows, When He lived up- on the earth,

While a still small voice is call - ing
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O'er the dark and chilling brink,
In that hour, oh, dear unsaved one.

There's no time. to stop and think.

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6 What are human skill and culture.

Wealth and fame, or great renown,
To one ransomed soul for Jesus,

One bright jewel for His crown?
Let me ask you, saint and sinner,

As we breathe a silent prayer,
" Shall we meet beyond the river?

Shall we meet each other there? "
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1. Bless-ed be the Fountain of blood, To a world of sin-ners revealed;

2. Thorn-y was thecrownthatHe wore, And the cross His bod -y o'er-came;
3 Fa - ther, I have wandered from Thee, Of t-en has my heart jj;one a-stray ;

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Crim-son do my sins seem to me — AVa-ter can - not wash them a - way.

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May I to that Fountain be led,
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will wash away your guilty stains. Temptations come, the blood's my plea,

Ana cleanse,till not one spot remains. The precious blood now cleanses me.

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Full Salvation.

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1 Full salvation ! full salvation !

Lo, the fountain opened wide,
Streams thro' ev'ry land and nation
From the Saviour's wounded side;
Full salvation !
. Streams an endless crimsom tide.

2 Oh, the glorious revelation !

See the cleansing current flow,
Washing stains of condemnation

Whiter than the driven snow ;
Full salvation !
Oh, the rapt'rous bliss to know !

3 Love's resistless current sweeping

All the regions deep, within;

Thought,and wish, and senses keeping
Now, and ev'ry instant, clean ;
Full salvation !
From the guilt and power of sin.

4 Life immortal, heaven descending,

Lo ! my heart, the Spirit's Shrine !
God and man in oneness blending —

Oh, what fellowship is mine !
Full salvation !
Raised in life to Christ divine !

5 Care and doubting, gloom and sorrow,

Fear and shame are mine no more ;
Faith knows naught of dark to-moiTOW

For my Saviour goes before ;
Full salvation !
Full and free for evermore.

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Gfirlsl is \\\e Fountain.

[SALVATION.

Newman Hall, altered.

D. B. Towner, by per.

1. Blackened and hardened I come unto Thee, Saviour of sinners, have mercy on me !

2. Though I have labored again and a-gain, All my self-cleansing is ut- ter-ly vain ;

3. Cleanse Thou the tho'ts of my heart I implore. Help me thy light to reflect more and more ;

4. Linked with the lov'd ones in glory I am, Washed are their robes in the blood of the Lamb ;

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Dai- ly in lov - ing o - bedience to grow, Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.
This is the on- ly as- surance I know,AVash me and I shall be whiter than snow.

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2. Speak, and let my heart be clean, AVash'd in the blood of the Lamb !Fully sav'd from

3. Cleans 3 me, wash me white as snow, Wash'd in the blood of the LamblLet me all Thy

4. To my heart the bliss re - veal, Wash'd in the blood of the LnmblFix on me the

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2. Though weak myself ;tbough friends all flee, And might -y foes a-ronndme band,

3. Some-times the way, may not be known, And yet I trust this promise grand,

4. When storms of tri - al o'er me sweep, My soul shall sweetly safe-ly stand ;

The Sav - iour speaks in tones of cheer " Fear not, I '11 hold tliee by thy hand,"
There's wondrous strength that comes to me, While safe-ly held by His dear hand.
My soul isnev- er left a -lone;For ev - 'ry hour He holdsmy hand.
Tho' hid His face in dark - nessdeep,! feel the clasp of His strong hand.

1 96, Jesus, Save

Time, " Near Ihe Cross.'

Jesus, save me through and through,

Save me from self-mending ;
Self-salvation will not do.
Come, in love descending. 3

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Jesus, make me holy,
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Save me through and through within,
Save me by renewing.

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Through my flesh and spirit ; [heart,

Save, me Lord, through every part,
Through Thy saving merit.

Through Thy light to perfect day.
Through Thy cleansing fountain,

Through Thy holy happy w^ay,
Up Thy holy mountain.

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W. M.

There's ViclerY for Yeu.

•' Thanks be unto God who giveth us the victory.^' W. MaCOMBER.

1. 0 child of God, by sin dis-mayed,Life's conflict pass -ing tliroug

2. Long hast thou strlv'n for freedom's gain, To faith-ful be and true,

3. Give up the past; its sin - ful load Was borne on Cal - va - ry,

4. I yield my will to Thee, my God, From sin-stains cleanse thou me ;

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1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed,

And did my sov'reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

2 Was it for crimes that I have done,

He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity ( grace unknown !
And love beyond degree !

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide.

And shut His glories in,

My Saviour Bleed.

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When Christ, the mighty Maker died,
For man, the creature's sin.

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears ;

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes to tears.

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe :

Here, Lord, I give myself away, —
'T is all that I can do.

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He Dies I The Friend

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201. Take rriy Life, and Let it Be.

Frances Ridley Havergal.
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2. Take my feet, and let them

3. Take my lips, and let them

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Take my sil - ver and my gold,
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Al-ways on - ly for my King.
Not a mite would I with - hold.
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5 Take my will, and make it Thine ;
It shall be no longer mine;
Take my heart — it is Thine own, —
It shall be Thy royal throne.

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202.

Trans, by J. Borthwick.

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And sing, in life or death, My Lord, Thy will be done!

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However dark it be !

Lead me by Thine own hand ;

Choose out the path for me.
T dare not choose my lot ;

I wonld not, if I might :
Choose Thou for me, my God

So shall I walk aright.

2 The kingdom that I seek.
Is Thine; so let the way

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Else I must surely stray.

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Take Thou my cup, and it

With joy or sorrow till.
As best to Thee may seem ;

Choose Thou my good and ill.

3 Choose Thou for me my friends,

My sickness or my health ;
Choose Thou my cares for me,

My poverty or wealth.
Not mine, not mine the choice,

In things or great or small;
Be Thou my Guide, my Strength,

My Wisdom, and my All.

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204. 1 Will Sax ''Yes" te Jesus.

[OONSfiCfeATlON.

Rev. A. B. Simpson.

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1. I will say " Yes " to Je - sus, Oft it was "No" be - fore, As He

2. I will say " Yes " to Je - sus, His prom - is - es I '11 elaim,And in

3. I will say " Yes " to Je - sus. To all tliat He coimnauds, I will

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205.

Walking with Jesus.

Tabor.

Did not our hearts hum ivithin us, ivhile He talked with %(s by the way,
and ivliile He opened to us the Scri2)tures? — ljUke, 24: 32.

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3. Striv-ing for rich -es iin -told,

4. Aft - er the toil, I shall rest.

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To die, to self and

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Christ is All

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" Unto you therefore which believe he is ijrecious.
Effective as a Solo. Ad lib.

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entered once
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a home of care, For age and pen - u - ry were there,
a dy - ing bed, Where lay a child with ach-ing head,
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And earth and sea gave up their dead,

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I heard the burden of their song,

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Then come to Christ, oh, come today,
The Father, Son, and Spirit say;

The Bride repeats the call.
For He will cleanse your guilty stains,
His love will soothe your weary pains,
For "Christ is all in all."
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CONSECRATION.]

207.

Mrs. Katharine L. Stevenson.

TFiY Will.

E. Kelso Carter.

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2. Oh, not in the sunshine a -lone does this songWellnp with its rap-tur-ous

3. In storm or in calm, still I choose Thy dear will, That will which is oneness with

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praise ; It soars to its clearest, most triumphing note, On darkest and dreari-est
Thee ; Is pardon, and peace, and victorious power, From sin and from self to be
give ;Thy will ! how my soul leaps to do its behest ! 'T is life from the dead,aud I

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days. When no ray of earth-light shines out o'er my way, The voice of earth's laughter is still ;'T is

free. Oh, won-der-ful gift ! hlessed will of my God ! Thou on - ly that will canst ful-fll ; Work

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then, in the hush and gloom of the night, 'T is sweetest to say, Lord, Thy will !
then,asThou wilt, oh, Thou conqueringOne !But perfectly work out Thy will !
who now can harm me, what foe can affright, SinceThou hast in me, Lord, Thy will?

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Must Jesiis Bear the dross ?

Thomas Shepherd, alt.

Tune, Maitlaxd. C. M.

1. Must Je - susbear the cros^ a - lone, And all the world <io free?

2. How hap- py are the saints a - bove, Who once Avent sorrowing here !

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1 Now I have found a Friend,

Jesus is mine;
His love shall never end,

Jesus is mine.
Though earthly joys decrease.
Though human friendships cease,
Now I have lasting peace ;

Jesus is mine.

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This Friend will never fail,
Never, never, never fail.
This Friend will never fail,
No, never fail.

2 Though I grow poor and old,

Jesjs is mine;
He Avill my faith uphold,

Jesus is mine.
He shall my Avants supply,
His precious blood is nigh.
Naught can my hope destroy,

Jesus is mine.

8 When earth shall pass aAvay,

Jesus is mine ;
In the great judgment day,

Jesus is mine.
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Then to behold my King,
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Jesus is mine;
Welcome, eternity !

Jesus is mine.
He my redemption is,
Wisdom and righteousness,
Life, light, and holiness,

Jesus is mine.

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Man's Weakness.

Tune, Aznion,]). 16.

1 Man's weakness waiting upon God,
Its end can never miss.

For men on earth no work can do
More angel-like than this.

2 Ride on, ride on triumphantly.
Thou glorious Will ! ride on :

Faith's pilgrim sons behind thee take
The road that thou hast gone.

3 He always wins who sides with God,
To him no chance is lost ;

God's will is sweetest to him when
It triumphs at his cost.

4 111 that He blesses is our good,
And unblest good is ill;

And all is right" that seems most wrong,
If it be His sweet will !

Frederick Faber.

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CONSECRATION.]

211.

Mrs. Mary D. James.

Gofisecralien.

Mrs. Jos. F. Knapp.

1. My bocl-y,soul andspir-it, Je- sus, I ijive to Thee, A coii-se-cra- ted

2. O^ Je- sus, mighty Sav'-ionr I trustiiiThy great name, I look for Thy sal -

3. Oh, let the fire", de-scending Just now up-on my soul, Consume my liumble

4. I 'mThine,0 blessed Jesus, Wash'd by Thy precious blood,Now seal me by Thy

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offering, And cleanse and make me whole.
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1 Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee,

E'en though it be a cross

That raiseth me ;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee !

2 Though like the wanderer,
The sun gone down.

Darkness be over me,

My rest a stone.
Yet in my dreams T 'd be
Nearer, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee !

3 There let the way appear,
Steps unto heaven ;

All that Thou sendest me,
In mercy given ;

Nearer, my God, to Thee.

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Angels to beckon me
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee !

4 Then, with my waking thoughts
Bright with Thy praise ;

Out of my stony griefs

Bethel I '11 raise ;
So by my woes to be
Nearer, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee !

5 Or if on joyful wing
Cleaving the sky,

Sun, moon, and stars forgot,

Upward I fly.
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer, my God, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee !

SaBAH F. ADAMg.

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2. I'm dy - ing, dy - ing, dy - ing, bless-ed Je - sus, ev - 'ry day, I'm

3. I now have constant vie - to - ry thro' Je - sus' bless-ed name; Be -

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2. I have sought and sought round the Avorld for peace, I have tried all that earth can give ;
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215. 01i, for a Closer Walk, cm

C. Wesley. Tune, Ortoxville.

1. Oh, for a clos - er walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ; A lii^ht to

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soul-re-fresh-in <jr view Of Je - sus and His word? Of Je-sus and His word?

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed !
How sweet their memory still !

But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.

4 Return, O holy Dove, return.
Sweet messenger of rest !

I hate the sins that made thee mourn.
And drove thee from my breast.

5 The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be.

Help me to tear it from Thy throne.
And worship only Thee.

6 So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame ;

So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

216.

Lord, I Am Thine.

Tune, iSessio)is, p. 15.

1 Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine,
Purchased and saved by blood divine ;
With full consent Thine would I be,
And own Thy sov'reign right in me.

2 Thine would I live. Thine would I die ;
Be Thine through all eternity ;

The vow is past, beyond repeal,
And now I set the solemn seal.

3 Here, at that cross where flows the blood
That bought my guilty soul for God,
Thee, my new Master now I call,

And consecrate to Thee my all.

4 Do Thou assist a feeble worm
The great engagement to perform ;
Thy grace can full assistance lend.
And on that grace I dare depend.

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Tune, Hamburg, p. 101.

1 O that my load of sin Avere gone !

O that I could at last submit
At Jesus' feet to lay it down —

To lay my soul at Jesus' feet !

2 Rest for my soul I long to find :
Saviour of all, if mine Thou art,

Give me Thy meek and lowly mind,
And stamp Thine image on my heart.

3 Break otf the yoke of inbred sin.
And fully set my spirit fre«;

I cannot rest till pure within,
Till 1 am wholly lost in Thee.

4 Fain would I learn of Thee, my God,
Thy light and easy burden prove;

The cross all stained Avith hallowed blood,
The labor of Thy dying love.

5 I would, but Thou must give the power,-
My heart from every sin release;

Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,
And fill me with Thy perfect peace
Charles Wesley,

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TuitttOilcnville. p. 146.

1 I worship thee, sweet will of God!
And all thy ways adore;

And every day I live, I seem
To love thee more and more.

2 And He hah breathed into ray soul
A special love of thee ;

A love to lose ray will in His,
And by that loss bt free.

3 I love to kiss each print where thon
Hast set thine unseen feet;

I cannot fear thee, blessed will!
Thine empire is so sweet.

4 When obstacles and trials seem
Like prison-walls to be,

I do the little I can do.
And leave the rest to thee.

5 And when it seems no chance, no
From grief can set me free, [change,

Hope finds its strength in helplessness,
And calmly Avaits on thee.

Fredebjck Faber.

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OONSECRATION.]

219.

Nearer the Cross.

" The cross of our Lord Jesus Christ." Galatians vi: 14.
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2. Near - er the Christian's mer - cy seat, I am com - ing near - er ; Feasting my

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R. E. Hudson.

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3. Oh,Thoa who died on Cal - va - ry To save my son I and make me free;

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921 Everywhere with Jesus.

Tune, { 120 Hymns New and Old.)

1 Everywhere with Jesus —
Thus' I tind sweet rest;

Just the way He goeth

Is for me the best.
Brightest day without Him,

Has but clouded light ;
Walking in His presence,
Even night is bright.
Chorus.
Everywhere, everywhere,
Thus I find sweet rest;
Just the way He goeth,
Is for me the best.

2 When I follow Jesus,
Pressing to His side,

Even ills seem helpful

As a gracious tide;
If His goings take me

Into pathways strait,
Yet His blessed sunshine

Brightens every state.

3 Everywhere with Jesus,
Counting all but dross —

To behold His glory.
To exalt His cross;

Speaking forth His praises,
Telling men His grace,

Calling to His service,
All who long for peace.

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Where no shadoAVs coming

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There I '11 dwell with Jesus,

Clothed with Him in white,
Ever see His glory,

Happy in His sight.

John S. Haugh.

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Brethren, Let Us to the Lord.

Tune. Take My Life, p. 136.

1 Brethren, let us to the Loixl,

Give ourselves both heart and sword;
Under His commanding eye
We shall march to victory.

2 Hark, the strains of music roll.
Like a tide they fill the soul :

As they to their highest rise.
We will launch our enterprise.

3 Ye who 'list must list in faith.
Fearing neither toil nor scath ;
Calm 'mid the bewildering cry.
Confident of victory.

4 Hark the music loud and sweet
Thrills our heart and stirs our feet :
Brethren, hands upon your sw^ords,
Let us shout, " We are the Lord's! "

T. T. Lynch.

CONSECRATION.]

223. Blessed Saviour! Tliee 1 Love. 7,

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Sav- iour, on - ly Thee.

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All my hopes in Thee a -bide; Thou my hope and naught be - side;
Earth- ly pleasures fade a - way, Clouds they are that hide my day;
Height, or depth, or earth - ly power, Ne'er shall hide my Sav- iour more,

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224.^ Thirst, Thou Wounded Lamb.

Tune, Rocki7tghain,p. 13.

1 I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God,
To Avash me in Thy cleansing blood ;
To dwell within Thy wounds ; then pain
Is sweet, and life or death is gain.

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be
Forever closed to all but Thee ;

Seal Thoa my breast, and let me wear
That pledge of love forever there.

3 How blest are they who still abide
Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side !
Who thence their life and strength derive.
And by Thee move, and in Thee live.

4 How can it be. Thou heavenly King,
That Thou shouldst us to glory bring?
Make slaves the partners of Thy throne,
Decked with a never-fading crown?

5 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow,
Our words are lost, nor will we know.
Nor will we think of aught beside,

" My Lord, my Love, is crucified."

N. L. ZiNZENDORF.

225 All for Jesus!

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1 All for Jesus ! all for Jesus !

All my being's ransomed powers ;
All my thoughts and words and doings,

All my days and all my hours.

All for Jesus ! all for Jesus !

All my days and all my hours.

2 Let my hands perform His bidding ;
Let my feet run in His ways ;

Let ray eyes see Jesus only ;

Let my lips speak forth His praise.

All for Jesus ! all for Jesus !
Let my lips speak forth His praise.

3 Worldlings prize their gems of beauty,
Cling to gilded toys of "dust,

Boast of wealth and fame and pleasure :
Only Jesus will I trust.

Only Jesus ! only Jesus !
Only Jesus will I trust.

4 Since ray eyes were fixed on Jesus,
I've lost sight of all beside.

So enchained my spirit's vision.
Looking at the crucified.

All for Jesus ! all for Jesus !
All for Jesus crucified.

5 Oh, what wonder! how amazing!

Jesus glorious King of kings,
Deigns to call me His beloved.
Lets me rest beneath His wings.

All for Jesus ! all for Jesus !
Resting now beneath His wings.
Mary D. J

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tlliavetried ev-'ry source of mirth, But all, all will cloy;'' ''0'"'»e-

Stow on me Grace to set my spirit free ;Thine the praise shall bo. Mine, mine the joy.

2 I have wandered in mazes dark

Of doubt and distress ;
I have had not a Ivindling spark,

My spirit to bless ;
Cheerless unbelief
Filled my laboring soul with grief;
What shall give relief?

What shall give peace?

3 Then I turned to Thy gospel, Lord

From folly away ;
Then I trusted Thy holy word

That taught me to pray.
Here I found release —
In Thy word my soul found peace,
Hope of endless bliss,

Eternal day.

4 I will praise now my heavenly King,

I '11 praise and adore ;
All my heart's richest tribute bring

To Thee, God of power ;
And in heaven above,
Saved by Thy redeeming love,
Loud the strains shall move

For evermore.

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Jesus, Saviour of the Just.

Tune, Spanish Hymn, p. 149.

1 Jesus, Saviour of the just
With Thy followers I would be ;

In Thv precious blood I trust,
Let Thy Spirit dwell in me.

2 Sanctify me wholly now.
Thou art willing, this I know;

At Thy cross I humbly bow,
I am empty, I am low.

3 Fill me with Thy heavenly love.
Thy dear image I would wear;

Let my treasures be above.
Keep my heart forever there.

4 T would bear Thy marks about,
Humble, loving, free from sin,

That temptations from without
Meet with no response within.

5 Lord, the sacrifice I make,

Contrite heart Thou v/ill receive.

Bruised reed Thou wilt not break.
In Thine hands my nil I give.

' M. H. Ratcliff.

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Loved with Everlasting Lov e.

Tune, Bluinenth(il,p. 80.

1 Loved with everlasting love.

Led by grace that love to know ;
Spirit, breathing from above.

Thou hast taught me it is so !
Oh, this full and perfect peace !

Oh. this transport all divine !
In a love, which cannot; cease,

I am His, and He is mine.

-/ Heaven above is softer blue.

Earth around is sweeter green!
Something lives in every hue

Christless eyes have never seen -.
Birds with gladder songs o'erflow.

Flowers with deeper beauties shine,
Since I know, as now I know,

I am His, and He is mine.

3 Things that once were wild alarms
Cannot now disturb my rest;

Closed in everlasting arms,
Pillowed on the loving breast.

Oh, to lie forever here.

Doubt and care and self resign,

While He whispers in my ear —
I am His, and He is mine.

4 His forever, only His;

Who the Lord and me shall part?
Ah, with what a rest of bliss,

Christ can fill the loving heart!
Heaven and earth may fade and flee,

Firstborn light in gloom decline ;
But while God and Tshall be,

I am His, and He is mine.

Wade RoBiNsoif.

CONSECRATION.]

Rev. H. Husband.

St. Hilda. 7, 6.

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1 I lay my .sins on Jesus,
The spotless Lamb of God ;

He bears them all, and frees us,
From the accursed load ;

1 bring- my sjuilt to Jesus,

To wash my crimson stains
White in His ])lood most precious,
Till not a stain remains.

2 T lay my wants on Jesus ;
All fullness dwells in Him;

He h^aleth my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem ;

I lay my ijriefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares ;

He from them all releases.
He all my sorrows shares.

3 I rest my soul on Jesus,
This weary soul of mine ;

His riijht hand me eml)races,
I on His breast recline :

I love the name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;

Like fra2;rance on the breezes,
His name abroad is poured.

4 I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, loving, lowly, mild;

I long to be like Jesus,
The Father's holy child ;

I long to ])e with Jesus
Am id the heavenly throng,

To sing with saints His praises.
And learn the angels' song.

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230, Live Out Tliy Life Within Me.

1 Live out Thy life within me,
O Jesus, King of kings!

Be Thou Thyself the answer

To all my questionings.
Live out Thy life within me.

In all things have Thy way!
I, the transparent medium

Thy glory to display.

2 The temple has been yielded,
And purified of sin;

Let Thy Shekinah glory

Now flash forth from within.

And all the earth keep silence,
The body henceforth be

Thy silent, docile servant.
Moved only as by Thee.

3 Its members every moment
Held subject to Thy call;

Ready to have Thee use them,

Or not be used at all.
Held without restless longing,

Or strain or stress or fret.
Or challings at Thy dealings.

Or thoughts of vain regret.

4 But restful, calm and pliant.
From bend and bias free,

Permitting Thee to settle
When Thou hast need of me.

Live out Thy life within me,
O Jesus, King of Kings!

Be Tiiou the glorious answer
To all my questionings.

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231

ErnptY Me ef Self.

[CONSECRATION.

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While I cry to Thee, dear Sav - iour, Cleanse me from all sin;

Give me Thy own mind, dear Sav - iour, Teach me Thy sweet will;

Help me, day by day, dear Sav - iour. Give me strength di - vine;

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Wash me in the crim-son fount - ain.

Fill me with Thy Ho - ly Spir - it,

Grant me wis - dom for Thy ser - vice.

Thou a - lone canst do.
Make me pure with - in.
Thy blest word f ul - fil.
All Thou hast is mine.

Emp - ty me of self, dear Sav - iour,

Emp-ty me of self, dear, lov-ing Sav-iour, Help me know Thy love :

Bring me, when this life is end
Bring me, when this life is end - ed, To Thy home a

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232. Is Not This the Land of Bealati.

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Oft - en hin-dered in my jour-ney By
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And I love to follow Jesus,

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Worldly honors all forsaking

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sun is at -ways bright?
5 Oh, the Cross has wondrous glory !

Oft I 've proved this to be true ;
When I 'm in the way so narrow

I can see a pathway through ;
And how sweetly Jesus whispers :

'^Takethe Cross, thou need'st not fear,
For I 've tried this way before thee,

And the glory lingers near."

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Perfect Love-

R. K. C.

[SANCTIFICATION.

K. Kelso Carter.

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Though my knowledge has no

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plac - es, Though I mag - ni - fy Thy name;

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I am but as brass re - sound-ing, Nothing in Thy sight I prove,

Though I grasp the sa-cred sto - ry. And by faith the mount - ains move;

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Love that seeketh not her own ;
Love that never thinketh evil.

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Love that fears not man nor devil, —

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5 Love that every evil cureth,

Doth not envy, vauntcth not;
Bearsth, hopeth, and endureth

All that faileth to my lot.
Faith, and hope, and love abideth,

But there 's One, all else above;
Lord, my yearning spirit chideth

For Thy »reat^st y'ft. of love.

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R. K. C

R. Kelso Carter.

The SafiGlifYing P^wer.

1. Oh! 2;lo-ry lial-le- 111 -jah, sound the joyful strain, Glo-ry to the name of

2. Oh ! glo - ry hal- le - lu - jah, let the anthem swell, Glo-ry to the name of

3. Oh ! g:lo - ry hal- le - lu - jah, let' His praises roll, Glo-ry to the name of

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Je - sus. For He sends the Ho- ly Ghost and sane - ti-fies the soul,

Je - sus, For His strensfth is found in weakness, keep- ing us from sin.

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235

C. Wesley.

8 GleriGiis Hope.

Tune, WiLLOUGHBY. C. p. M.

1 0 glorious hope of perfect love!
It lifts me lip to things above ;

It bears on eagles' Avings ;
It gives ray ravished soul a taste,
And makes me for some moments feast

With Jesus' priests and kings.

2 Uejoicing now in earnest hope,

I stand, and from the mountain top

See all the land below ;
Rivers of milk and honey rise,
And all the fruits of paradise

In endless plenty grow.

3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil.
Favored with God's peculiar smile,

With every blessing blest ;
There dwells the Lord onr Righteousness,
And keeps His own in perfect peace,

And everlasting rest.

4 Oh, that I might at once go up ;
No more on this side Jordan stop.

But now the land possess ;
This moment end my legal years,
Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears,

A howling wilderness !

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1 But can it be that I should prove
Forever faithfnl to Thy love.
From sin forever cease?

1 thank Thee for the blessed hope;
It lifts my drooping spirits up;

It gives me back my peace.

2 In Thee, O Lord. I put my trust,
Mighty, and merciful, and just;

Thy sacred word is passed ;
And I, who dare Thy word believe,

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Without committing sin shall live.
Shall live to God at last.

3 I rest in Thy almighty power;
The name of Jesus is my tower

That hides my life above ;
Thon canst. Thou wilt, my helper be;
My confidence is all in Thee,

The faithful God of love.

4 Wherefore, in never-ceasing prayer,
My soul to Thy continual care

I faithfully commend ;
Assured that Thou through life wilt save.
And show Thyself beyond the grave

My everlasting Friend.

C. Wesley.

237

For Purity of Heart.

Tune, Wdloughby.

1 Saviour, on me the grace bestow,
That, with Thy children, I may know

My sins on earth forgiven ;
Give me to prove the kingdom mine,
And taste, in holiness divine,

The happiness of heaven,

2 Me with that restless thirst inspire,
That sacred, infinite desire.

And feast my hungry heart;
Less than Thyself cannot suffice;
Mv soul for all Thy fullness cries,

For all Thoa hast and art.

3 Jesus, the crowning grace impart;
Bless me with purity of heart.

That, now beholding Thee,
I soon may view Thy open face.
On all Thy glorious beauties gaze,

And God forever see.

C. Wesley.

(156)

SANCTIFICATION.]

235. Have Yeu the Garrnent ef White?

D. B. Towner, by per.

Harriet Jones.

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1. The King bids you come and par - take of the feast; For

2. Oh, will you be speech - less when questioned by One, Who

3. Dear friend, are you read - v to meet the great King, And

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join in the an-them the glo - ri - fled sing? Oh, will you be wel-come with

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pal - ace so fair; The pure wed-ding garment you snre - ly must wear,
sin - ners be-low Might wear a briirht gar-ment as spot - less as snow?
in that pnre home, Where none but the white-rob'd are suf - fered to come?

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The Sunf)rrier-Iiand of Leve.

[SANCTIFICATION

A. B. S.

A. B. Simpson.

I've reached the land of Beu-lah,The summer-land of love,

He lets me call Him Husband, I have Him always near,

My life is all transfiijured by the sweet touch of love,

I've found the fount of healing, the spring of life di - vine.

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bur- den. He com-forts ev - ery fear; He calls me His be - lov - ed, I

shin - eth a glo - ry from a - bove ; The wa - ter of earth's pleasures is

Je - sus, it is the marriaff'^ wine; I've found the fount of pleasure, a

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summer-time has come. The air is full of sing-ing, The earth is bright with bloom,
lean up-on His breast, I've reached the land of Beulah,the promised land of rest,
changed to heavenly wine. And life like Cana's wedding becomes a feast di - vine,
cup without al - loy, It is the love of Je -sus, it is the Bridegroom's joy.

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Oh, Je - sus keep me ev - er, all

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earth-born things a-bove, In the blessed Land of Beulah,The summer Land of love.

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5 I've found the heavenly secret, the Love Life of the Lord,
The Golden Chain that bindeth the story of His Word.
(Christ is the Heavenly Brlde.iiToom, to seek His Bride He came,
This is the consummation, the Marriage of the Lamb.

6 Soon will He come in glory to claim His waiting Bride,
But I will know the Bridegroom, He walketh by my side.
He'll know me when He cometh, He'll call me by my name,
And take me to the marriage, the marriage of the Lamb.

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Cleansing wave.

Mrs. J. F. Knapp. By per.

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Je-sus, my Lord, mighty to save,

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The cleansing stream I see, I see ! I plunge, and oh, it cleanseth me !
Oh, praise the Lord ! it cleanseth me

It cleanseth me, yes, cleanseth me.

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Above the world of sin.

With heart made pure and garments white.
And Christ enthroned within.

3 Amazing grace! 'tis heaven below
To feel the blood applied ;

And Jesus, only Jesus, know,
My Jesus crucified.

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1 On the cross of Christ I've suffered,
(xod imputes His death to me.

For redemption full He offered,
AYUich receiving I am free.

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2 In the grave with Christ I'm lying
Dead to earth and dead to sin.

Vanquished every foe, Avhen dying
Gates of Heaven, He entered in.

3 On the throne with Christ I'm reignini
As He is, so now am I,

Saved and sanctified, obtaining
Grace and glory from on high.

4 In the heavenly places seated
With the Lord upon His throne

Death and hell shall be defeated
v'Hnce He claims me for His own.

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Rev. F. W. Farr,

242.

A. B. S.

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[SANCTIFIC ATION.

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1. I'll sing of my Be- lov - ed, My Hus-band and my Friend; He

2. The name of my Be- lov - ed Is sweet as oint-ment rare; The

3. The voice of my Be - lov - ed Is sweet-er to my ear Than

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loved me from the beginnins.He loves me to the end. loves me to the end.

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Is dearer far to me
Than love's most fond affection,

Or sweetest ecstasy.

6 The hand of my Beloved
Is ever clasped in mine ;

It leads me, heals me, holds me,
With love and strength divine.

C«!9ri(ht, 1891. I9 A. B. Simpaon.

(160)

6 The home of my Beloved
Is the palace of the King,

His chariot soon is coming
His waiting bride to bring.]

7 But He, my well Beloved
Is more than all to me,

Himself my joy, my portion,
Himself my song shall be.

SANCTIFTCATION.]

243. The Seven GverGGirieths.

Manie Payne Ferguson. r. Kelso Carter.

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1. How blest are they who o - ver-come; To them the Lord will give

2. How blest are they who o - ver-come, Tho' tried by suff'r-ing here;

3. How blest are they who o - ver-come, Who hid -den man - na share,

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Tho'trib - u - la-tions be their lot, The sec-ond death shall hurt them not, Christ
And writ-ten in a mys- tic stone A name re-veaWl to them a-lone, Which

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4 How blest are they who overcome.
And to the end obey ;

He gives them power o'er nations far,
And for their own the morning star,
That brings eternal day.

5 How blest are they who overcome ;
In Sardis, shining bright,

Their names their Saviour shall confess,
And never from His book erase.
They stand in raiment white.

6 How blest are they who overcome ;
He makes them, pillars fair.

And God shall write on them His name,
And also " New Jerusalem ;"
They go not out from there.

7 How blest are they who overcome,
And sup with Christ alone,

To whom the Lord is all in all ;
For he that overcometh shall
Sit with Him in His throne

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And Can I Yet Delay?

Tune, Shirland, p. 44.

1 And can I yet delay
My little all to give? —

To tear my soul from earth away
And Jesus to receive?
Chorus.
Nay, but I yield, I yield ;

I can hold out no more -.
I sink, by dying love compelled.
And own Thee conqueror.

2 Though late, I all forsake ;
My friends, my all, resign ;

Gracious Redeemer, take, oh, take,
And seal me ever Thine !

3 My one desire be this,
Thy love alone to know ;

To seek and taste no other bliss,
No other good below.

C. Wesley.

245.

Threugh Beath to Life.

[SANCTIFICATION.

A. B. S.

Rev. A. B. Sevipson.

1. I am cru - ci - fled witli Je - sus, Anclthe cross hath set me

2. Mys-teryhid from an - cient a - ges ! But at length to faith made

3. This the se - cret, na - ture hid - etli, Summer dies and lives a •

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plain ; Christ in me the Hope of Glo-ry, Tell it o'er and o'er a - gain,
gain, Spring from winter's grave ariseth, Harvest grows from buried grain.

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4 This the secret of the holy,
Not our holiness, but Him ;

Jesus ! empty us and fill us.
With Thy fullness to the brim.

5 This the balm for pain and sickness,
Just to all our strength to die,

And to find His life and fullness,
All our beings need supply.

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Through the Cross, He reached th«

And like Him our path to glory,
Ever leads through death alone.

7 It may be our dust shall moulder,
In the tomb where Jesus lay,

Bn". we'll rise in all His glory
On the resurrection day.

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SANCTIFICATION.]

246.

Anchored Fast,

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1. I've eii-tered the rest of the peo -pie of God Sweet peace in be-liev-in.i? I

2. My la-bors,and struggles, and efforts are o'er, My bur-dens have all roll'd a-

3. His yoke is so eas - y, His bur- den so light, His love is the theme of my

4. He lead-eth me gen- tly be-side waters still, In pastures so green I lie

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dai - ly and clothes me in white. And
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blood that makes whiter than snow.

He is my strength and my stay,

keep - eth me all the day long,

live 'tAvixt the cross and the crown.

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247.

A. B. S

[SANCTIFICATION.
A. B. Simpson.

Hirnself.

1. Once it was the bless-ing, Now it is the

2. Once 't was painful try - ing,Now 't is per -feet

3. Once 't was biis-y plan-ning,Now 't is trust-f ul

Lord ;
trust ;
prayer

Once it was the
Once a half sal -
Once 't was anxious

feel - mg,
va - tlon,

Now it

is His Word ;
Now the lit - ter - most ;

Once His gifts I want - ed,
Once 't was cease-less hold - ing,
Once 't was what I want - ed,

Now, the Giv-er own ;
Now He holds me fast ;
Now what Je-sus says ;

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Once I sought for healing, Noav Himself a - lone.
Once 't was constant drifting, Now my anchor 's cast.
Once 't was constant asking, Now 't is ceaseless praise.

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4: Once it was my working

His it hence shall be ;
Once I tried to use Him,

Now He uses me ;
Once the power I wanted,

Now the Mighty One ;
Once for self I labored,

Now for Him alone.

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5 Once I hoped in Jesus,

Now I knoAV He 's mine ;
Once my lamps were dying,

Now they brightly shine ;
Once for death I waited,

Now His coming hail ;
And my hopes are anchored

Safe within the vail.

SANCTIFICATION.J

243,

At the Gross Til Abide,

I. B.

I. Baltzell.

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1. O Je - sus, Sav -iour,I long to rest, Near the cros.-; where Thou hast died;

2. My dy - ing Je - siis,my Sav-ioiir,God,Who hast borne my guilt and sin,
3.0 Je - sus. Sav -iour,no\v make me thine, Never let me stray from Thee ;
4. The cleans-ing pow'r of Thv blood ap-plv, All my guilt and sin re - move ;

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For there is hope for the ach - ing breast ; At the cross I will a - bide,

NoAv w^ash me, cleanse me with Thine own blood, Ever keep me pure and clean

Oh, wash me, cleanse me, for Thou art mine, And Thy love is full and free.

Oh, help me, while at Thy cross I lie, Fill my soul with per -feet love

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249.

Kadesh Barriea,

A. B. S.

[SANCTIFICATIOK

A. B. Snirsox.

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1. They came to the gates of Ca - naan, But they nev-er eii-tered in; They

2. On the morrow they would have en-tered, But God had shut the gate. They

3. And so we are ev - er com-ing To the place where two ways part, One

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came to the ver - y thresh-okl, But they perished in their sin.
wept, they rash-ly ven - tured, But a - las ! it w^as too late.

leads to " the Land of Prom-ise, And one to a hardened heart.

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And obey His voice today ; ~ Oh, turn from thy doubt and sin;

The Spirit'to thee is calling, Pass on from Kadesh to Canaan,

Oh, do not grieve Him away. And a crown and kingdom win,

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SANCTIFICATION.]

250.

A. A. F.

Net 1, Bat Christ.

A. B. Simpson.

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1. Not I, but Christ, be honored, loved, ex- alt - ed, Not I,

2. Not I, but Christ, to gen - tly soothe ill sor - row, Not I,

3. Christ,on - 1}^ Cliristlno i - dol e^^ - er fall -ing, Christ, on

but Christ, be
but Christ, to
- ly Christ, no

seen, be known, be heard. Not I,
wipe the fall - ing tear, Not I,
need - less bust - ling sound, Christ, on

but Christ, in
but Christ, to
■ ly Christ, no

ev - ery look
lift the wea ■
self - im - port

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hush a - way all fear,
trace of "I" be found,

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but Christ, that lives

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ing, [health to bs ;

Not I, but Christ, my strength and

Christ, only Christ, for body, soul, and

spirit, [in me.

Christ, only Christ, live then Thy life

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Christ, only Christ, ere long will fill my
vision ;
Glory excelling soon, full soon I'll see

Christ, only Christ, my every wish ful-
filling—

Christ, only Christ, my all in all to be.

251.

C. Wesley.

Ireve DiYirje.

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Love di - vine, all love ex - cell

X in us Thy hum-ble dwell - ing ; All Thy f aith-f ul mer-cies crown

D.c. Vis- it us with Thy sal - va - tion ; En - ter ev - 'ry trem-bling heart.

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2 Breathe, O breathe Thy loving Spirit,

Into every troubled breast ;
Let us all in Thee inherit ;

Let us And that second rest.
Take away our bent to sinning ;

Alpha and Omega be ;
End of faith, as its beginning.

Set our hearts at liberty,

8 Come, Almighty, to deliver,

Let us all Thy life receive ;
Suddenly return, and never.

Never more Thy temples leave ;
Thee we would be always blessing,

Serve Thee as Thy hosts above.
Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing

Glory in Thy perfect love.

4 Finish then Thy new creation ;

Pure and spotless let us be;
Let us see Thy great salvation,

Perfectly restored in Thee :
Changed from glory into glory,

Till in heaven we take our place, —
Till we cast our crowns before Thee,

Lost in wonder, love, and praise.

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There's a Highway.

1 There 's a highway for the ransomed
Where the children of the King,

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Upon their pilgrim journey
Triumphantly may sing, —

Of a Saviour who redeemed them
And delivers from all sin, —

His blood now makes me clean.

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His blood now keeps me clean.

On the mountain tops of Beulah land.

Or in the vale below,
Where temptation's wildest hurricanes

Their fiercest tempests blow.
In sorrow or in conflict now

His grace He doth bestow, —
His blood now makes me clean !

He that dwelleth in the covert

Of the highest of the high,
Abides in perfect safety

And the devil's hosts defies.
As 'neath Jehovah's mighty wings

No evil can come nigh, —
His blood now makes me clean.

As the past I can't live over.
Nor insure the coming years,

I claim the now salvation, —
Nor live in future fears ;

Cross no bridges till I reach them.
And I shed no borrowed tears, —

His blood now makes me clean.

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" Sanctified in Christ Jesus.
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3. Ho-li-nessby faithin Je-sus,Not by ef-fort of thine own, Sin's do-min-ion

4. He will sanctify thee whol-ly ; Bo-dy,spir - it,soul shall be Blame-less till thy

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praise thy Giver ! " Ye are washed and sanctified !" Sanc-ti-fied by God the Fa-ther,
hand that chast'neth, Fruits of righteousness to win ; By His truth, and by His promise,
crushed and broken, By the power of grace alone ; God's own ho - li-ne«s within thee,
Saviour's coming In His glorious majesty ! He hath per-f ect-ed f or-ev - er

And by Jesus Christ His Son, And by God the Holy Spirit, Holy, holy Three in One.
By His Word, His Gift unpriced, By His blood, and by our union With the risen life of Christ.
His own beauty on thy brow, This shall be thy pilgrim brightness, This thy blessed portion now.

Those whom He hath sanctified ; Spotless, glorious and holv Is theChurch,His chosen Bride.

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3. In the world much trib-n - la - tion Must ye have, but be of cheer;

4. Clirist a - lone the vic-t'ry giv - eth, Oh! how sweet, by faith to cry, —

But my doubts and fears prevail - ing. Filled my soul with anx-ious care.

I go on-ward,just be - liev - ing, Trust-ing in my Saviour's blood.

I have o - ver-come temp-ta - tion, I have conquered, do not fear.
Sure - ly my Re-deem-er liv - eth, He hath conquered, and not I."

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Now the wa-ters wild are sleep - ing, Je - sus speaks, the tem-pest stills ;

Long a - go the bat -tie end - ed. Now the flag of peace un-furled;

Strike my harp with loud thanksgiv-ing, Bind the lau - rel round my brow;

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Came ths an-swer sweet re - ply - ing, " Je - sus saves thee, saves thee now.

And a ho - ly peace comes creeping Like the sun-light doAvn the hills.

Wide pro-claims of Christ as-cend - ed; I have o - ver-come the world.

I was dead, but now am liv - ing, Je - sus saves me, saves me now.

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1 Oh, how the thought of God attracts
And draws the heart from earth;

And sickens it of passing shows
And dissipating mirth.

2 'T is not enough to save our souls,
To shun eternal fires ;

The thought of God will move the heart
To Avin sublime desires.

3 The freedom from all wilful sin
The Christians daily task, —

Ar \ then our graces far below
What longing love would ask?

4 The perfect way is hard to flesh ;
It is not hard to love ;

I f thou wert sick for want of God
IIow swiftly wouldst thou move !

5 A trusting faith, a glowing eye,
Can win their way above ;

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Is there less power in love?

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hand.

Cho — Oh, sing of His mighty love,
II: Sing of His mighty love, :1|
Mighty to save.

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2 Oh, bliss of the purifled, Jesus is mine,
No longer in dread condemnation I pine;
In conscious salvation I sing of His grace,
Who lifteth upon me the light of His face.

3 Oh, bliss of the purifled, bliss of the

pure.
No wound hath the soul that His blood

cannot cure ;
No sorrow-bowed head but may sweetly

And rest.
No tears but may dry them on Jesus'

breast.

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My blessed Redeemer, my God and my

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257 ^^^^ ^°^^' Baptize.

1 Dear Lord, baptize my soul with fire,
Burn out all dross, refine,

And sanctifiy, and then inspire
With love, this heart of mine.

2 Blest Saviour, at Thy feet I w^ait —
Wait for Thy blessing Lord;

Transform my soul, the work complete.
According to Thy word.

3 I feel Thy sanctifying grace,
Which Thou dost now impart;

Gladly that love I now embrace,
E 'en now within my heart.

4 'T is sweet, dear Saviour, here to rest,
To trust Thy blessed name;

To lean upon Thy sacred breast
And Thy sure promise claim.
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1. Je - sus,witli cli-vine com-pas-sion, Hear mj' help-less cry; From sin's rii -in

2. Torn Avith strivings and conten tion,Toss'd by tierce a-larms; Stretch, witli mighty

3. Let me with God's sons and danghters, Bondage leave in haste ; Cut my pathway

Thou canst fashion Work meet for Thine eye. Ush - er in Thy ne\U ere - a - tion,

in - ter-ven-tion, Thine e - ter - nal arms. Look up -on my dee > con-tri-tion,

thro' the wa-ters, Guide me o'er the waste. Quench my thirst send bread from heaven,

Clio.

sHS,^Sav-iour, hear me plead-ing,

Call it ver - y good; Light of life, send now sal-va -tion,Thr(^ the cleansing blood.
Give me per-fect rest ; Raise me from my lost con-di-tion, F:»ld me to Thy breast.
Hold ni'^ by Thy Law; Keep me from the doubting leaven, Lead to Jordan's shore.

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Cleanse me now with-in ;

4 On the verge, in faith I'm standini,,
Cloud and fire gone.

Waiting for Thy voice commanding,

Ark of God lead on.
Speak again the word of power,

Hold me by Thy hand ;
Lead me, Lord this very hour

To the promised land.

5 In the land, beset by danger.
Every foe cast out;

Even then I'll dwell a stranger,
Though with victor's shout.

Looking for the consummation
O'er the bursting clod ;

For the city with foundation
Made and built by God.

9RQ 0 Love Divine,

AtU^ • Tune Ariel, p. HI.

1 O love divine, how sweet thou art !
When shall I And my willing heart

All taken up by Thee?
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove
Tlie greatness of redeeming love,

The love of ('hrist to me.

Hear the Spir-iVs in - ter-ced'.'^g, Save me from all sin.

2 Stronger His love than death or hell
Its riches are unsearchable ;

The tirst-born Sons of light
Desire in vain its depths to see;
They cannot reach the mystery,

The length, the breadth, the height.

3 God only knows the love of God;
O that it now were shed abroad

In this poor stony heart ;
For love I sigh, for love I pine ;
This only portion. Lord, be mine

Be mine this better part.

4 O that I could forever sit
With Mary at the Master's feet !

Be this my happy choice ;
My only care, delight, and bliss,
M,v joy, my heaven on earth, be this,

To hear the Bridegroom's voice.

5 O that I could, with favored John
Recline my weary head upon

Tlie dear Redeemer's breast !
From, care and sin, and sorrow free.
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee
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James Nicholson.

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Lord Jesus, look doAvn from Tlw throne in the skies, And help me to make a coni-
Lord Je - sus, for this I most humbly en - treat, I wait, blessed Lord, at Thy
Lord Je - sus, Thou seest I pa-tient-ly wait, Come now, and within me a

live in my soul ; Break down ev -'ry i- dol, cast out ev -'ry foe, Now
plete sac -ri - fice; I give up my - self, and what-ev - er I know. Now
crn-ci-fied feet; By faith, for my cleansing, I see Thy blood flow, Now
new heart cre-ate ; To those who have sought Thee, Thou never said'st No, Now

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1 My soul with steadfast hope believes,
From Jesus daily strength receives,

So in the strife I overcome,
Gain foretastes of the heavenly home.

Chorus.
From Beulah land, sweet Beulah land,

I soon shall gain the heavenly strand.
Across the waters, comes to me.

While visions pure and bright I see,

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A voice that speaks of rest and home,
AVith Him by whom I overcome.

2 The soul that thirsts for righteousness,
In spotless garments fain would dress,

With " hidden manna " may be fed.
In robes of righteousness arrayed.

3 My dear Redeemer still the same,
Will gently whisper my new name,

And call His child to rest and home,
If to the end I overcome.

Frances Barrows,

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J. H. Burke.

1. I havelearn'dthe wondrous secret Of a - bid- iug in the Lord ; I have

2. I am cm -ci - fled with Je - sus,And He lives and dwells with me ; I have

3. All my sick-uess-es I bring Him, And He bears them all a - way ; All my

4. For my words I take His wisdom, For my works His Spirit's pow'r; Fcrmy

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ev - 'ry care set free, I live by faith in Je-sus Christ, Who gave Himself for me.
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2. When the shafts of fierce temptation, With their tiery darts pursue, Tliis will be your heavenly

3. When He comes we shall be like Him, We may now be lil^e Him too, All our life to others

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do? How our lives wonld speak for Je-sus, If we

tangled maze un-do ; Just to pause and ask each moment, What would Jesus do?
tri-als lead you thro', Shrink not, faint not, but remember, What would Jesus do?
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4 Jesus weeps with all our woes,
Jesus feels our sorrow,
Jesus meets for us our foes,
Jesus bears our sorrow.

5 Jesus soon will come again,
Come to end our sorrow ;
Then we'll sing in louder strain,
Jesus bore our sorrow

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Tabor.

Jesus JFhY Healer.

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Je - sus,my Sav-iour ! has died on the tree, Bear - iDg thy sickness thus

In His a - tone-meutthe worlv is com-plete, Sick- ness and sor - row are

Call for the eld - ers, they'll pray for thee now, A - noint thee with oil. while

Praise the Re-deem - er ! I trust in His pow'r. His heal - iug hand lout hed me

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ref - uge, for here thou -wilt see,
an-swered, 'twas an-swered for me ;

thank Him for mak - iug me whole,

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Je - sus has heal-ing for thee.

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Tlie Uncliafiged Healer.

[HEALING.

" Himself took our infirmities and bare our sicknesses." Matt, viii : 17.

R. K. C.

K. Ket.so Carter.

1. Je - suSjThoii ev - er art the same, To-day and yes-ter-day are one ; The iilo-ries

2. In Thine own bo - dy on the tree My sjuilt and inbred sin were borne ; My sickness-

3. Is Thine arm shorten'd by the years? Tliy promises outlaw'd by time? Canst Thou not

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es were laid on Thee,For me Thy loving heart was torn,
see the siifF'rer's tears That flow in ev'ry land and clime?

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fled, For me He suf-f red, bled, and died ; My Je-sasbore it all for me,

4 Is anything too hard for Thee?

O God of all the earth, canst Thou
Give to my spirit liberty,
But cannot heal ray body now?

5 Away, my fears, I come to Christ
Sonl, spirit, body, by Thy word,

Thro' Thee, who once was sacriticed,
Be wholly sanctified to God,

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Christ the Healer.

Tune above.

1 Tho' eighteen hundred years are past,
Since Thou didst in the flesh appear.

Thy tender mercies ever last.

And still Thy healing power is here.

2 O Christ, Thou art the Saviour still,
In every place and age the same,

Thou never hast forgot Thy skill.
Or lost the virtue of Thy name.

3 Faith in Thy changeless name I have,
My good and kind Physician Thou,

From "Songs of Perfect Lo»e." bj per. John J. Hcod.

From all disease Thy hand can save.
To perfect health restore me now.

4 All my disease, my every sin,
To Thee, O Jesus, I confess ;

Pardon my faults, my cure begin,
And perfect me in holiness.

5 Be it according to Thy Word,
Accomplish now the work in me,

And so shall I, with health restored,
Devote my every power to Thes.
(180) Manie Payne Ferguson.

HEALING.]

270. Blessed Be the Great Atoriernerit.

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Be our refuge and our shield; All our members we would yield;

Safely shall we walk through ail danger. Never let us cease to remember.
For by Thy stripes we are healed. That by Thy stripes we are healed.

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Wilt W\\m be Made Whole?

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2. 'T is the voice of that Sav-iour, Whose mer- ci - f ul call Free-ly of-ferssal-

3. Are you halting and struggling, O'erpower'd by your sin, While the wa-ters are

4. Blessed Sav-iour, as- sist us To rest on Thy word; Let the soul-healing

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Words by Mrs. E. C. Ellsworth. "Wm. J. Kirkpatrick, by per.

1. An ea - ger, rest - less crowd drew near, And round the Sav-iour press'd

2. Themnl - ti - tude, with cu - rious eyes, Justgaz'd up -on His face;

3. Oh, near to Christ the man - y came, In that most fa -vor'dhour!

4. Of all who throng His courts to- day, AVho shall re-ceiveHis word?

But one, with warm and lov - ing faith, His heal-ingpow'r confessed.

But she glanced up with hope, and love, To feel His sav - ing grace.

But onestretch'dout the hand of faith. And touch'd His healing power.

Who shall reach forth with faith sin- cere, To touch the heal-ing Lord?

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275.

Prof. Thomas C. Upham.

Healing.

L. M.

[HEALING.

R. Kelso Carter.

1. Oh, when shall sickness and disease, Their per-se - cu - ting war-fare cease ; And

2. Donbt not that bet-ter day is near,The suf-f ring sons of earth to cheer ; Dis -

3. Let Christ, descending from a -bove,Be-come in - car -nate in Tliy love ; The

4. Let the great Heal-er raal^e Thee free, From sins cor-rod-ing mal-a-dy ; And

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276.

Rev. Wm. Hunter.

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I now believe in Jesus ;

I love the blessed Saviour's name,
I love the name of Jesus.

4 His name dispels my guilt and fear,
No other name but Jesus :

Oh ! how my soul delights to hear
The charming name of Jesus.

L. M.

1 At evening when the sun was set,
Thj sick, O Lord, around Thee lay,

Oh. with what various pains they meet!
Oh, with what joy they went away!

2 Ones more 'tis evening. Lord and we.
Oppressed with various ills, draw near

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We feel and know that Thou art near

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3 O gracious Lord, our woes dispel!
For some are sick, and some are sad,

And some have never loved Thee well,
And some have lost the love they had.

4 Thy touch has still its ancient power,
No'word of Thine can fruitless tU^

Hear, in this solemn evening houx ,
And, in Thy mercy, heal us all.

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Healifig at the Feunlairi.

Fanny J. Crosby.

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the fonn -tain. Look to Je - sus now and live,
the foun -tain, Pre -cious fountain tilled with blood

FloAV-ini^ down from Calvary's mountain, Where the Prince of Glo-ry died.
There your sins may all be cov - ered ; Je - sus waits to make you wiiole.

At the cross lay down thy bur - den ; All thy wanderings He 'II forgive.
Come, O come, the Sav-iour calls you, Come and plunge beneath its flood.

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1 Avant to spread aV)road his fame;
From dread disease He sets me free,
The Lord my healer, strong is He.
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Ho healeth me. He healeth rae,
By power divine He healeth me;
He healed the sick in Galilee,
And now by faith he healeth me.
He healeth me, my simple faith
Believes the word that Jesus saith.
And takes the place of ardent hope,
Believes the Lord will raise me up.

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3 He healeth me, I touch for cure
The border of His garment pure,
And virtue through my being flows,
A healing balm for nature's woes.

4 He healeth me, as when of yore,
Their sins and sicknesses He bore,
Nor has He lost His power and skill,
Our l)lessed Christ is living still.

5 He healeth me, 0 oft I sought

This healing poAver but found it not,
But noAV I trust with all my soul,
And now thro' faith He makes me Avhole.
(187) Manie Payne Ferguson.

250.

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2. Tliere is an old ap - pointed Avay For tliose who"liearken and o - bey;" A-

3. There is" an ordinance " tliat lias stood Since Israel crossed the parted flood, It

4. There is a great Phy - si - cian still Whose hand has all its an-cient skill; At

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25 1 ♦ We may not climb.

Tdiie, Azinon, p. 16.
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AVe may not climb the heavenly steeps

To bring the Lord Christ down ;
In vain we search the lowest deeps

For Him who fills Heaven's throne.
But to the contrite spirit yet

A present help is He ;
And faith has yet its Olivet,

And love its Galilee.
The healing of His seamless dress

Is by our beds of pain ;
We touch Him in life's throng and

And we are wl'ole again. [press

Through Him the first fond prayers are
Our lips of childhood frame ; [ said.

The last .low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with His name.

5 O Lord and Saviour of us all,

Whate'er our name or sign,
We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,
And form our lives by Thine.

6 We faintly hear, we dimly see,

In diflferent phrase we pray :
But, dim or clear, we own in Thee,
The Truth, the Life, the Way.

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J. G. Whittikb,

TRIAL AND COMFORT.]

252.

Lizzie Edwards

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Jno. R. Sweney, by per.

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1. We are pil-grims looking home, Sad and wea - ry oft we roam, But we

2. 0 these ten - der brok-en ties, How they dim our ach - ing eyes. But like

3. When our fettered souls are free, F^r be-yond the nar - row sea. And w^e

4. Thro' our pil-grim journey hsre, Tho' the night is sometimes drear, Let us

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the morning ; When our golden sheaves we bring To the
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storm - y wave is past. And we gath-er safe at last in the morn -ing.

robes im-raor-tal wear. We shall knoAV each other there in the morn - ing.

feet of Christ, our King, What a cho-rus we shall sing in the morn - ing.

love that crowns our days. And to Je - sus give the praise in the morn - ing.

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2. Hath He di - a - dem as mon - arch, that His brow a - dorns? Yes, a

3. If I ask Him to re-ceive me, Will He say me nay? Net till

4. If I find Him, if I fol - low What His guer - don here? Many a

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5 If I still hold closelvto Him,

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254. Flee as a Bird.

Mary S. B. Dana, 1840

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Far, far above the starry sl^y ;
When from this earthly prison free,
That heavenly mansion mine shall be.

3 While here, a stranger far from home,
Affliction's waves may round me foam ;
Although like Lazarus, siclv and poor,
My heavenly mansion is secure.

4 Let others seek a home below.
Which flames devour, or waves o'erflow ;
Be mine a happier lot to own

A heavenly mansion near the throne.

5 Then fail this earth, let stars decline,
And sun and moon refuse to shine,

All nature sink and cease to be.
That heavenly mansion stands for me

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1 When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,

1 bid farewell to every fear.
And wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And flery darts be hurled.

Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

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3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
Let storms of sorrow fall.

So I but safely reach my home.
My God, my heaven, my all.

4 There I shall bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest.

And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

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WearY, HeavY-Laden Seul.

W. Macomber.
Arr. by R. K. Carter.

1. Wea - ry,heav - y - la- den soul, Jjs - sus will thy bur-den bear; Glad-ly

2. Why to-mor-row cloud with fears, Lift your heart to Him in prayer ; Joy will

3. Storms will gath -er, yet they flee, Leav-ing us a rain-bow fair; So the

4. He 's a Friend that ev - er lives, Thou need'st never know de-spair ; Take the

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light will beam on thee. If thou 'It cast on Him thy care.

strength that Je - sus gives. Cast on Him thy ev - 'ry care.

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E. G. U.

E. Grace Updegraff.

1. Faint not a - mid the bat

2. If sometimes wea-ry is

3. Then sound the bat- tie - cry

tie smoke, Nor fal -ter in tlie
theway, And conr-age seems to
of faith, Catch and re -peat the

fi,2;ht ; Press
fade, Go
strain. Till

on un - til the foe gives way. Walk in the Saviour's might. Thy

trust - ing in His word of cheer, Be strong and not a - fraid. The

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29

Horne 0f the Seal.

Mrs. Ellen H. Gates,

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Phillip Phillips.

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home of the soul. Where no storms ev-er beat on the glit-ter-ing strand. While the
walls I can see ; Till I fan - cy but thin - ly the vail in-ter-venes Be -
Naz - ar-eth stands; The King of all kingdoms for-ev - er is He, And He
sor - row and pain ; With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands To

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tween the fair cit - y and me,
hold-eth our crowns in His hands
meet one an - oth-er a - gain.

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There'll Be Grewns.

R. K. C. R. Kelso Carter.

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1. When weary and worn with the sor-row and sigh-ing,Of hearts that are broken with

2. Tlie bat - tie is won, and the con-ilictis o-ver,To him who has I'aitli in the

3. Then stand in the dark:-ness,fear not in the dan-ger,No foe can withstand thee, e'en

an-giiish and woe ; 'Mid the cries of the wounded and groans of the dy -ing, O

sin-cleans-ing blood ; His crown is in view, and an -gel - ic wings hov-er, To

death and the grave, Were con-qner-ed by Him who was born in the man-ger,And

D.s. crowns for the vie -tor, and palms for the pil-grim,And
Fine. Chorus.

look for the com-fort that God can be -stov/. The sow-ing will cease and the
car - ry him home to the ci - ty of God.
died on the cross as the Might-y to save.

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293.

1 What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear;

What a privilege to carry

Everything to God in prayer?

Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear —

All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer.

2 Have we trials and temptaMons?
Is there trouble anywhere?

We should never be discouraged,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.

What a Friend.

Key of F.

Can we find a friend so faithful,

Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness,

Take it to the Lord in prayer.
3 Are we weak and heavy laden.

Cumbered Avith a load of care?
Precious Saviour, still our refuge,

Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?

Take it to the Lord in prayer:
In His arms He '11 take and shield thee,

Thou wilt find a solace there.

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294.

T-b,e Evergreen SFiQre.

[TRIALAi^JD COMPORT.

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1. All ye who siu'h for rest, Op-pressed with anxious care, Who fain -would lean on

2. This Avorld no aid can lend To fos -ter ,2:rowth in ijrace.In Christ a-lone we
o. Af - flic-tions sore and Ions: May bear up - on tlia heart ; And in the hours of
4. The voy -age rough may be, And heav-ing bil-lows foam, While o'er the dark and

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must de -pend. All thro' the Christian race. The foe will e'er as -sail With
mirth and song, Our joys may quick de-part. Our dear -est friends may die And
track-less sea, Our wand'ring bark shall roam. We'll trust the Mighty One, And

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might on ev-'ry hand ; But Jesus' strength will never fail Till we reach the heav'nly land.

we be left a-lone ; We'll hope to meet them in the sky. Around our Father's throne.

on-Avard plod our way ; Still watching for the breaking dawn Of the great Eternal day.

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To toil in the field of the Lord;
To f ol-low the cross bearing way ;
To toil on by sor-rows op- prest ;
Up - hold US and guide us,0 Lord ;

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On - ly a lit - tie while long-er, And He shall be-stow the re - ward.

Just a few days and this darkness, Shall merge in-to glo -ri - ous day.

Soon shall we cease from our la-bors. And en-ter the heav-en -ly rest.
Grace to the end of the jour -ney. In plen -ti -ful meas-ure af - ford.

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1. When the wea - ry clay is drag-ging

2. When our cares, like mount-ains press - ing

3. When without a pang or quiv - er,

4. "Let light be ! " onr God hath spok - en,

To a close of deep - est

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of the si - lent tomb : When the hand of death draws nearer, Life and

eyes with grief o'er-flow; When the ear is deaf with sor - row, And the

to e - ter - ni - ty ; List-en to hope's wondrous sto - ry, Sing-ing

van-quishwith-out fail; Oh! 'tis not a si - ren sing-ing, But be -

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ev - 'ry pros-pect gone; sings sweet hope, with accents clear-er. It

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of a bet - ter dawn; Onward press from faith to glo-ry; It

lieve, and night is gone ; Lis-ten ! hear hope's mus-ic ring-ing, It

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Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers, Have all lost their sweetness for me ;
iL).^. But when I am hap - py in Him, De - cem-ber's as pleas-ant as May.

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The mid-sum-mer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay;

1 How tedious and tastless the hours
When Jesus no longer I see !

Sweet prospects, sweet birds, sweet
flowers.

Have all lost their sweetness to me ;
The midsummer sun shines but dim.

The fields strive in vain to look gay :
But when I am happy .in Him,

December's as pleasant as May.

2 His name yields the richest perfume.
And sweeter than music His voice ;

His presence disperses my gloom.
And makes all within me rejoice;

I should, were He always thus nigh,
Have nothing to wish or to fear ;

No mortal so happy as I,
My summer would last all the year.

3 Content with beliolding His face,
My all to His pleasure resigned,

No changes of season or place

Would make any change in my mind ::

While blest with a sense of His love,
A palace a toy would appear ;

And prisons would palaces prove.
If Jesus would dwell with me there..

4 My Lord, if indeed I am Thine,
If Thou art my sun and my song,.

Say, why do I languish and pine?

And why are my winters so long?'
O drive these dark clouds from my skj.

Thy soul-cheering presence restore;
Or take me to Thee up on high.

Where winter and clouds are no more.
John Newton.

(201 )

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2. There is a word that sauc - ti-fies, "I

3. There is a word that keeps the heart" 'I

4. There is a word that an-swers prayer,'

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5 There is a Avord of power divine,

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" While I trust."

6 There is a word that death defies,

" I will trust."
It mounts above the grave and cries,
"I will trust."
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299.

Jesus Is ¥iGt0r.

R. K. C.

Fw He luttliln't iill thitifjti ini^lcr llisjeet.

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4 T^sus is victor ! effects of the fall.
Trials and weakness, Himself bare them

all;
Jesus is victor ! though sickness assail,
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5 Jesus is victor ! the heavens shall ring.
Dread King of terrors, oh, where is thy

sting?
Jesus is victor ! we 'II shout o'er the grave;
Glory to God ! He is mighty to save.

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R. K. C.

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2. Thou se-est Lord, I

3. Thoiihear-est Lord, I

4. Thou Lord, Thyself , art

can not know The clangers that a-ronnd nie lie ; Thou
can not see, To-mor-row I may not descry ; With
can not hear, As round me swells the bat-tie cry ; Thy
my reward, With-out Thee, nothing now am I; In

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My treasure is on high.

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301.

Resting In Christ.

^^ There remaineih therefore a rest to the people of God.
Frances R. Havergal.

' Heb. iv: 9.

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1. Rest-ing on the faith-ful-ness of Christ our Lord, Rest-ing on the

2. Rest - ing 'neath His guid-ing hantl for un-tracked days, Rest - ing 'neath His

3. Rest -ins: in the fort-ress while the foe is nigh, Rast-ing yh the

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fill - ness of His
shad - ow from the
life-boat while the

own sure Avord, Rest-ing on His wis-dom, on His

noontide rays, Rest-ing at tlie e- ven-tide be -

waves roll high, Rest-ing in His char -iot for the

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Resting, while we listen, at His glorious

feet, [plete !

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press, [eousness ;

Resting on Himself, the Lord our right-
Resting and rejoicing, let His saved ones
sing, — [King."

"Glory, glory, glory be to Christ our

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My Faitli lieeks Up to ¥Fiee.

L, Mason.

1, My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Cal-va-ry, Sav-iour di-vine!

2. May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal in-spire!

/ Now hear me while I pray ;
\ Take all my sins a - way ;
r As Thou hast died for me,
\ Oh, may my love to Thee

Oh, let me from this day Be whol - ly Thine !
Pure, warm, and changeless be — A living fire !

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Wipe sorrow's tears away,
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When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold sullen stream

Shall o'er me roll.
Blest Saviour! then, in love,
F^ar and distrust remove ;
Oh, bear me safe above —

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[FAITH.

A. B. S.

A. B. SoiPSON.

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1 Hark ! a voice from heav'n proclaiming:, "It is
2. Hear tlie bleeding Sav-iour cry-ing, '-It is
3 Yield thy- self in con - se- cra-tion,"It is
4. Claim the promise of Hisheal-ing,"It is

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5 Say of «m- rv promised lilessing,

" Tt, is done."
Rest upon H- ; word confessing,

' It is done."

6 This the s^'cret of r**ceiving,

" It is done."
Take Him at His word believing,

" It is done."

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304

Have Faith in God.

Mark xi

K. Kei^so Carter , by per.

In hap-py liours, 'Neath sun-ny skies ; When, from sweet flowersGlad perfumes rise ;

2. When fears bid hearken, When doubts as-sail. When tempests darken. And clouds prevail •

3. 'Mid pow'rs in-fernal— Sin's flag unfurled — Death that's e - ter-nal,Flesh and the world

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When o'er some treasure Cold lies the sod, Eirth has no pleasure, Have faith in God !
'Mid threats tremendous From Satan's rod, Howe'er stu-pendous,Have faith in God!

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Mountains rjmovinjjf

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Pass throujrh the waters,

Have faith in God !

5 O'er death victorious,

Con(i'rin<^ the grave;
With Christ — the glorious,

Mighty to save —
Ended life's story,

Through bursting clod,
Sweeping to glory —

Have faith in God !

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Allegretto.

Believirig and Receiving.

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2. Doubts and fears are borne along, On the cur-rent's ceaseless flow; Sor -row

3. Ease and wealth be-come as dross, Worthless, earth's de-light and show; All your

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Love for Him whose love you know ;

All your treasure is above,
When you to the river go.

5 Fighting is a great delight,
Never will you fear the foe.

Armed by King Jehovah's might,
When you to the river go.

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" God hath sent forth strength for thee."— Fs
R. Kelso Carter.
Chorus by E. G. U.

Strength for the Da^.

20, Cranmer's translation. Deut. 33: 25.
E. Grace Updegraff.

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2. Burdens come and trou-ble clings, Dark the way, thou canst not see ;Courage ! for the promise

3. When the bit-ter,bit-ter cup, Sorrow's hand re-lentless-ly Presseth to thy lips, look

4. Be thou faithful unto death, "Crown of life"thy guerdon be, Sure-ly to thy la- test

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1. When tossed up- on the foam-ing wave, Be-neath a low'-ring sky; When

2. In faith your course hold steadfastly, When storms would over - whelm ; The

3. A - mid the tem-pest soft - ly sleep, As though on heav-en's strand ;Rocked

4. Thro' night, and gloom, and storm endure, Sail on, be not a-larmed; The

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all - wise Pi - lot of the sea, Him-self is at the helm.

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[FAITH.

Kelso Carter.

1. Stand -ing on

2. Stand -ing on

3. Stand - ing on

the prom
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IS - es
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cleansing in the blood for me; Standing in the lib-er-ty where Christ makes free,

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Lord,
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cord,
Oyercominii- dailvAvith the Spirit's sword,

5 Standing on the promises I cannot fall.
Listening every moment to the Spirit's

cnll;
T? >^t.in'^ in mv Snvionr as mv all in all*
Standing on tlte i)romlses of God.

Standing on the promises of God.

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310. The lierd My Pasture Shall Prepare.

J. Addison.

The Lorclis my ShepJierd.—Fs. 23: 1.

Arraiiirecl from Haydn.

1. The Lord my pas - ture shall pre

2. When in the snl - try glebe' I

3. Tho' in a bare and rug - ged

4. Tho' in the paths of death I

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monn-tain pant, To fer - tile vales and d v:

wilds I stray, Thy bonn - ty shall m> pains

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walks He shall at - tend. And all my mid -night hours de-fcud.
Rjv - ers, soft and sIoav, A - mid the ver - (biut lasid-scap ^ riow,
greens and herb - age croAvn'd,And str'-ams shall mur - mur "il .-i - i-ound.
crook shall give me aid, And guide me througlj the di- ; (Kul ; h-'de.

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1. Je - sus on - ly

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[FAITH.

J. H. Burke.

is ourMes-sage, Je - sus all our theme shall be;

2. Je - sns on - ly is onr Sav -iour, All our guilt He bore a - M^ay,

3. Je - sus is our Sanc-ti - fl - er, Cleansing us from self and sin,

4. Je - sus on - ly is our Heal -er, All our sick-ness -es He bare,

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All our riglit-eous -ness Hegives us. All our strength from day to day.

And with all His Spir-it's full -ness, Fill-ing all our hearts within.

And His ris - en life and full -ness, All His mem-bers still may share.

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' Jesus only is our Power,
His the gift of Pentecost ;
Jesus, breathe Thy power upon us,
Fill us with theHoly Ghost.

6 A 1^1 for Jesus we are waiting.
Listening for the Advent Call;
But 't v/ill still be Jesus only,
Jesus ever, all in all.

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312. Iri the Shadow ef His Wings.

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2. In the shad-ow of His wings There is peace, sweet peace, Peace that

3. In the shad-ow of His wings There is joy, glad joy, There is

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joy to tell the sto - ry, Joy ex-ceed-ing, full of glo - ry;

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2. [ stand up - o i tlie prom-is - es, To make and keep me pure: His
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O, how sweet to trust in Je - sus, Just to trust
Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Je - sus, Just from sin
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And when hoary hairs shall their temples

adorn, [borne.

Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be

6 " The soul that on Jesus hath leaned

for repose,
I will not, 1 will not desert to His foes ;
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shake,
I'll never, no never, no never forsake I "

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2. Other arras grow faint and weary, These can never faint, nor fail, Others

3. Un-der-neath us, O how eas - y We have not to mount on high. But to

4. Arms of Je - sus ! fold me clos -er. To Thy strong and loving breast, Till mj

One wiiose arms almighty, Reach be-yond thy deepest woe. God th'Eternal is thy

reach our mounts of blessing These our lowest loneliest vale. O that all might know His

sink in- to His fullness, And in trustful-weakness lie. And we find our humbling

spir -it on Thy bo-som Finds its ev-er-last-ing rest ; And when time's last sands are

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friendship ! 0 that all might see His charms ! 0 that all might have beneath them Jesus'

fail-ures save us from the strength that harms, We may fail but underneath us, Are the

sink-ing, Shield my heart from all alarms, Softly whispering, "Underneath Thee, Are the

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Trast and Qbey.

[FAITH.

' The secret of the Lord is loitli them that/ear /,'■'/».''
Sam MIS. 1).

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A r3 for them who will trust and obey.

5 Th-'U in fellowship sweet
W • will sit at His feet,

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W'l It Ff 3 says we will do,
W!i 'Y • He sends we will go.

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315.

Trust Him Today.

Tuve. TrtiKt and Obey.
MalachiS: 10.

1 In the strength of my King,
To the storehouse I bring
Every tithe that would keep me away
From my Saviour and Friend,
And the joy He doth send
Unto all who w- ill trust Him today.
Chorus.
Trust Him today.
His command now obey ;
In His love be made perfect,
(218) Fully trust Him today.

sTg!" God Shall Supply TliY Need.

''Mil Coil sliall supply all your need, according to the riches of His glory in Christ Jesus^ Phil, iv: 19.
Rev. FiiEDERiCK W. Farr. E. Grace Updegraff.

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2. Shall He ob-serve the spar-row's fall, The ra-ven's nest-ling feed, Shall

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Concluded from opposite page.

2 As b-ifore Him I kneel.

In my heart I can feel
Every doubt has been driven away ;

By His power divine,

In this poor heart of mine
He has perfected my love today.

3 Oh, the wondrous love !
From the Avindows above
He is pouring like showers of rain ;
While we do all His will,
How our hearts He does fill !
With love AYe can hardly contain.
(219) A. L. Skilton.

Trn nfiere thafi GQtiqueroi.

[FAITH,

1. I 'm more than con-q'rortliro' Ills blood,

2. Be -fore the bat -tie lines are spread,

3. I'll ask no more that I may see.

Je - sus saves me
Je - sus saves me
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rest be-neath the shield of God,Je-sus saves me now. I go a kinijdom to ob -

fore the boast-inu: foe is dead, Je -sus saves me now. I win the flight tho' not be-

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4 Why should I ask a sign from God?
Jesus saves me now ;

Can I not trust the precious blood?

Jesus saves me now.
Strong in His word I meet the foe,
And, shouting, win without a blow,

Jesus saves me now.

5 Should Satan come like 'whelming
Jesus saves me now ; [waves,

Ere trials crush, my Father saves,

Jesus saves me now.
He hides me till the storm is past.
For me He tempers every blast, —

Jesus saves me now.

jTO 1 The Solid Rock.

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uge." Ps. 94:22. Key of G.

1 My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness ;

1 dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But w^holly lean on Jesus' name.

Chorus.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand ;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

2 When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the vail.

3 His oath. His covenant. His blood.
Support me in the whelming flood ;
When all around my soul gives way.
He then is all my hope and stay.

4 When He shall come with trumpet sound.
O, may I then in Him, be found ;
Drest in His righteousness alone.
Faultless to stand before the throne !

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The Lord's time.

/*•. Ix: 22.

1 In His time ! O precious word
Spoken by tlie glorious Lord,
Little one ! leave all to me,
I will hasten it for thee.

2 Unworthy even to approach so near,
My soul lies trembling like a summer
leaf;
Yet, O forgive ! I doubt not, tho' I fear,
"Lord, I believe, help Thou mine un-
belief ! "

In His time ! the aching heart
E'en will lose its pain and smart ;
And the thorn thet wounds the feet
Shall give place to roses sweet.

In His time ! the harvest hour
When the pruning days are o'er.
When the worthless twigs are gone,
Golden fruitage shall be borne.

3 Oh draw me nearer ! for too far away.
The beamings of Thy brightness are
too brief.
While faith tho' fainting, still hath
strength to say,
"Lord, I believe, help Thou mine un-
belief ! "

J. S. B. MONSKLL. L.L.D.

4 In His time ! the answered prayer.
Vanished all the load of care ;

In His time ! the crowning hour
When my Lord will come in power.

5 In His time ! yes, precious Avord,
Spoken by my glorious Lord,
All I leave — aye, all to Thee,
Thou wilt hasten it for me.

C. L. Hamlen.

32 3 ♦ l^ovd, I believe.

Taiie Eventide, p. 2b.

i Yes, I do feel, my God, that I am Thine !
Thou art my joy — myself mine only
grief,— [shrine.

Hear my complaint, Ioav bending at Tliy
*'Lord, I believe, help Thou mine un-
belief ! "

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Say not. S. M.

Tune, Boylston,p. 7.

1 Say not, my soul, from whence

Can God relieve thy care?

Remember that Omnipotence

Has servants everywhere.

2 God's help is always sure.

His methods seldom guessed,
Delay will make our pleasure pure,
Surprise will give it zest.

3 His wisdom is sublime,

His heart profoundly kind ;
God never is before His time.
And never is behind.

Thomas A. Lynch.

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2. The cares of life come thronsjing fast. Up - on my soul their shadows cast;

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1 My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights.

The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights !

2 In darkest shades, if Thou appear,
My dawning is begun ;

Thou art my soul's bright morning star.
And Thou my rising sun.

3 The opening heavens around me shine
WitU beams of sacred bliss,

If Jesus shows His mercy mine.
And wUispors I am His.

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word.

Run up w^ith joy the shining way,
To see and praise my Lord.

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death,
I'd break through every foe;

The wings of love and arms of faith
Would bear me couqut^ror through.
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2.Higli -er, fierc-er yet tlie tem-pest ra-ges,Can the life-boat live in such a sea;
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Heaven's message to them (luickly
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A Little Talk Witt} Jesus.

Anon.

Arr. for this Work.

1. While flglit-ing for my Sav-iour here, The devil tries me hard; He uses all his

2. Tho' dark the night and clouds look black And stormy overhead. And trials of al - most

3. When those who once Avere dearest friends Begin to persecute, And more who once pro -

4. And thus, by fre-quentlit-tle talks, I gain the vic-tory ; And march along with

migh-ty poAv'r, My pro-gress to re-tard; He's up to ev - 'ry move. And
ev 'ry kind A - cross my path are spread ;How soon I con-queorall, As
fessed to love, Have si - lent grown and mute ; I tell Him all my grief. He
cheer-ful song. En -joy -ing "lib - er - ty ; With Je - sus as my Friend, I'll

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1. Je - sus is the light, the way, We are walk-ing

2. We who know our sins for - given, We are walk-ing

3. As we jour - ney here be - low, We are walk-ing

4. We will sing Ilis power to save, We are walk-ing

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the light, We are
the light, We are
the light, We are
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walk-ing in the light; Sliining brighter clay by day. We are walking in the

walk-ing in the light; Find on earth the joy of heav'n, We are walking in the

walk-ing in the light; O what joy and peace we know, We are walking in the

walk-ing in the light; We Avill tri-umph o'er the grave. We are walking in the

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The Bleed-Washed Pilgrirn.

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2 His helmet was Salvation,

A simple Faith His shield.
And Righteousness His breast-plate;

The Spirit's sword he'd wield.
All fiery darts arrested,

And quenched their blazing flight;
He cried " The yoke is easy,

The burden, it is light." — Cho.

4 Mid storms, and clouds, and trials,

In prison, at the stake.
He leaped for joy, rejoicing,

'Twas all for Jesus' sake.
That God should count him worthy.

Was such supreme delight.
He cried, " The yoke is easy.

The burden, is so light." — Cho.

3 I saw Him in the furnace.

He doubted not, nor feared.
And in the flames beside him

The Son of God appeared.
Though seven times 'tAvas heated

With all the tempter's might,
He said, " The voke is easy,

The burden, it is light"— Cho.

5 I saw him overcoming.

Through all the swelling strife.
Until he crossed the threshold

Of God's Eternal Life.
The CroAvn, the Tlirone, the Sceptre,

Th. Name, the Stone so White,
Were his, Avho found, in Jesus,

The yoke and burden light. — Cho.

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3. I want to be a worker strong and brave,! Avant to trust in Je-sus'pow'r to

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2. Christian soldier, FoIIoav the Lord ; He will conquer, With His miglity sword.

3. Hills and mountains All pass away ; But His promise Standeth day by day.

4. Blood- washed victors In ev'ry strife, We shall praise Him Round the tree of life.

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2. Ye servants of Je-sus, go work with a will. Go reap-ers and gleaners His

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1 Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb,

And shall I fear to own His cause,
Or blush to speak His name?

2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease.

While others fought to win the prize.
And sailed through bloody seas?

3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?

Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

4 Sure I must flght if I would reign ;
Increase my courage, Lord;

I '11 bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy word.

5 Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die :

They see the triumph from afar,
By faith they bring it nigh.

6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all Thy armies shine

In robes of victory through the skies.
The glory shall be Thine.

Isaac Watts.

3 3 g ^ The Race for Glory.

1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on ;

A heavenly race demands thy zeal.
And an immortal croAvn.

2 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey ;

Forget the steps already trod.
And onward urge thy way.

3 ' T is God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high ;

'T is His own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye :—

4 That prize, with peerless glories bright,
Which shall new lustre boast, [ gems

When victors' wreaths and monarchs'
Shall blend in common dust.

5 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee,
Have I my race begun ;

And, crowed with victory, at Thy feet
I'll lay my honors down.

Philip Doddridge.

337.

Missionary Hymn.

Tune, Contrast, p. 201.

1 Let us go to the dusky Hindoo,

Who is bowing to wood and to stone •,
Let us tell him the news 'twas for you.

That Jesus abandoned His throne.
Let us go to the isles of the sea.

Where the Cannibal tliirsteth for blood,
And the Savage shall hear such as he

May plunge in the soul-cleansing flood .

2 Let us go to the regions of ice,
Where the Esquimaux dwells in the cold,

Tell him Jesus has bought with a price.
The souls that for naught have been sold .

Let us go unto Africa's race,

Ethiopia shall stretch out her hands,

And Egypt shall hear of His grace,
Be loosed from her sin and her bands.

3 Let us go to the busy Chinese,
To the Empire of lovely Japan ;

Let us go everywhere — o'er all seas.
Wherever there dwelleth a man.

Let us go through our own christian lands,
Where churches and bibles abound ;

Let us stretch to the lost helping hands.
And tell what a Saviour we 've found.
Manib Payne Ferguson.

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33S. SiiridaY SgFigoI Volunteer Seng

Fanny J. Crosby. ( WE AKE MAKCHING ON.)

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2. We are marching on, our Cap-tain, ev - er near, Will pro-tect us still, His

3. We are marching on the straight and narrow way, That will lead to life and

4. We are marching on and pressing t'ward the prize, To a glo-rious crown be -

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ev - er-last-ing day, To the smil - ing fields that nev - er will de-cay. But we '11

yond the glowing skies, To the ra - diant fields where pleasure never dies. And we '11

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339. He Leadeth Me.

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1 He leadeth me! O blessed thought ! 2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,

() words with heavenly comfort fraught! Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,

Whate'er I do, where'er I be, By waters still, o'er troubled sea,—

Still 't is God's hand that leadeth me. Still 't is His hand that leadeth rae !

Cho. — He leadeth me, He leadeth me :
By His own hand He leadeth me
His faithful follower I would be
For by His hand He leadeth me.

3 Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine,
Content, whatever lot T see,
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me!
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1. A linndred tliou-sand souls a day, Are pass-in^ one l)y one a -way, In

2. O Ho - ly Ghost, Thy people move, Baptize their hearts with faith and love, And

3. Ar-mies of pray'r your promise claim, Prove the full poAv'r of Je-sus' name, And

4. The Master's com-ing drawetli ii6ar,The Son of Man will soon ap-pear,His

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takc the vie - to - ry.Your conqu'ring Captain leads you on, The glorious figlit may
Kingdom is at^ hand. But ere that glorious day can be,This Gos-pel of the

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Of souls that never die.
A thousand millions still are lost,
A Saviour's l)lood has paid the cost,
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T^he Volanteer's Song.

R. K. C.

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R. Kelso Carter.

1 . A cry comos up from the dark- ness, A wail of ag - o - ny rolls

2. Oh, who can tell this sal -va - tiou? The judgment thiin - der rolls;

3. Oh, who will go to the res - cue? The world mere pit-tau-ces doles;

4. From east to west we will tell it, To all men between the poles;

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Who will bear the news of redemp-tion down To the helpless per-ish-ing souls.
'T is the Christian sav'd by redeem-ing love Who must help the perishing souls.
We- can tell it best,we who feel it most,For we were per - ish-iug souls.

Are j^ou saved? ful- ly saved? Has Je -suswash'd your sins away, a-way?

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342, Be Watchful. S. M.

7'uue, Laban, p.2iA.

1 My soul, be on thy guard lienew it boldly every day,

Ten thousand foes arise; And help divine implore.

The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draM' thee from the skies.

2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray
The battle ne'ei* give o'er;

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3 Ne'er think the victory won,
Nor lay thine armor down ;

The work of faith will not be done,
Till thou obtain the crown.

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1 From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand ;

Where Afric's sunny fountains

Roll down their golden sand ;
From many an ancient river,

From many a balmy plain,
They call us to deliver

Their land from error's chain.

2 Shall we whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,

Shall we, to men benighted.

The lamb of life deny?
Salvation ! oh, salvation !

The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation

Has learned Messiah's name.

3 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters roll.

Till, like a sea of glory.

It spreads from pole to pole.
Till o'er our ransomed nature.

The Lamb for sinners's slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,

In bliss returns to reign.

Heber.

17/7 The Sower.

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1 Sow in the morn thy seed.
At eve hold not thy hand ;

To doubt and fear give thou no heed.
Broadcast it o'er the land !

2 Beside all waters sow.
The highway furrows stock,

Drop it where thorns and thistles grow,
Scatter it on the rock !

3 The good, the fruitful ground
Expect not here nor there ;

O'er hill and dale and plain 'tis found,
Go forth, then, everywhere !

4 And duly shall appear,

In verdure, beauty, strength.
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.

5 Thou canst not toil in vain :
Co]d, heat, and moist and dry.

Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.

James Montgomery, 1825.

345, Prayer for Light..

Tune, McKendree, p. 168

1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling

Borders on the shades of death.
Rise on us. Thyself revealing :

Rise, and chase the clouds beneath.
Thou, of life and light creator.

In our deepest darkness rise ;
Scatter all the night of nature.

Pour the day upon our eyes.

2 Still we wait for Thine appearing :
Life and joy Thy beams impart ;
Chasing all our fears, and cheering
Every meek and contrite heart.

Save us, in Thy great compassion,
O thou God of peace and love !

Give the knowledge of salvation.
Fix our hearts on things above.

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a world of reb - els dy - ing,Heav-en, and hell, and God defying,
I hear the warriors shouting. Now the hosts of liell we 're routing;

the foe be-fore us fall-ing, Sin-ner's on the Sav - iour call - ing.

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Ev - 'ry-where we'll still be cry-ing,"Will ye per - ish — why?
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5 Onward, then, ye people!

Join our nappy throng.
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How can we answer no !
'T is the voice of a mighty army calling.

Oh, who will send us, we will go !

5 A voice from the heavens will soon be
Shaking the earth below, [falling,

'Tis the voice of the Bridegroom calling,
calling,
Oh, who will haste it, who will go?

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349.

Seldiers ef the dress

J. B. "Waterbury.

Taue, Caledonia, 7, 7, 7, 6.

1 . Sol-cliers of the cross a-rise !Lo !your Leaderfrom the skies Waves before yon

2. Now the tight of faitli be-gin, Be no more tlie slaves of sin, Strive the victor's

3. Je-sus conqnerecl when He fell, Met and vanquished earth and hell ;Now He leads you

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AVork, for the night is coming ;

Work, through the morning hours ;
Work, while the dew is sparkling;

Work 'mid springing flowers ;
Work, when the day grows brighter.

Work, in the glowing sun.
Work, for the night is coming.

When man's work is done.

Work, for the night is coming.
Work through the sunny noon ;

Fill brightest hours with labor,
Hf'st comes suro and soon.

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Give every flying minute
Something to keep in store.

Work, for the night is coming.
When man works no more.

Work, for the night is coming,

Under the sunset skies ;
While their bright tints are glowing,

Work, for daylight flies.
Work, till the last beam fadeth,

Fadeth to shine no more ;
Work, Avhile the night is darkening,

When man's work is o'er.

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3. In the world we 're o-ver-com - ers, In the world we're o -ver - com - ers,

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4 We will follow where He leadeth,
We will follow where He leadeth,
We will follow where He leadeth.
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5 In His name we '11 surely conquer.
In His name we'll surely conquer,
In His name Ave '11 surely conquer,
Redeemed by Jesus' blood.

Concluded from opposite page.

3 "I'll stand to the end," I have heard But right in the heat of the conflict with

people say, [away," sin, [in.

"I'll fight till I die, and I'll ne'er run Instead of believing, they faint and give
But when the temptations so fiercely as- 5 oh, let us remember, in running our

sailed, [ failed. race.

They left off believing, and terribly That faith is not feeling, and trust is not

trace ;
And when all is seeming as black as the

4 And others there are full of courage and [night,
zeal, [steel ; We '11 keep on believing, and go on with

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1 stand up ! stand up for Jesus !

Ye soldiers of the cross ;
Lift high His roj^al banner,

It must not suffer loss ;
From victory unto victory

His army He shall lead,
Till every foe is vanquished,

And Christ is Lord indeed.

2 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus !
Stand in His strength alone ;

The arm of flesh will fail you —
Ye dare not trust your own ;

Put on the Gospel armor.
And watching unto prayer,

Where duty calls, or danger,
Be never wanting there.

3 Stand up ! stand up for Jesus !
The strife will not be long ;

This day the noise of battle,
The next the victor's song ;

To Him that overcometh,
A crown of life shall be ;

He with the King of Glory
Shall reign eternally.

554.

Rev. Geo. Duffield, Jr.,

The City o' God.

Tune, McKendree, p 168

1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,

Zion, city of our God ;
He, whose word cannot be broken.

Formed thee for His own abode.
On the rock of ages founded,

What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded.

Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.

2 See ! the streams of living waters.

Springing from eternal love,
Well supply Thy sons and daughters.

And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river

Ever flows their thirst to assuage?-
Grace, which like the Lord the Giver,

Never fails from age to age.

John Newton, 1779.

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1 Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Thiiikiiii? not 't is thrown away ;

God Himself saith, thou shalt gather
It again some future day.

2 Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Wildly though the billows roll ;

They but aid thee as thou toilest,
Truth to spread from pole to pole.

3 As the seed, by billows floated
To some distant island lone,

So to human souls benighted.
That thou flingest may be borne.

4 Cast thy bread upon the waters;
Why wilt thou still doubting stand?

Bounteous shall God send the harvest,
If thou soAv'st with liberal hand.

Mrs. J. H. Haxaford, ab. 1852.

35 g For Watchfulness.

Tune, LaOan, p. 2ii.

1 A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify ;

A never-dying soul to save.
And fit it for the sky.

2 To serve the present age.
My calling to fulfil,—

Oh, may it all my powers engage.
To do my Master's will.

3 Arm me with jealous care.
As in Thy sight to live ;

And, oh, Thy servant. Lord, prepare,
A strict account to give.

4 Help me to watch and pray,

And on Thyself rely,
Assured, if I my trust betray,

I shall forever die.

Charles Wesley.

357 What Poor D jspised Company.

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1 What poor despised company

Of travelers are these,
Who walk in yonder narroAV way,
Along that rugged maze.

Chorus.
I 'd rather be the least of them,
Who are the Lord's alone,
II :Than wear a royal diadem.
And sit upon a throne. :||

2 Ah ! these are of a royal line,

All children of a King ;
Heirs of immortal crowns divine.
And lo ! for joy they sing.

3 But Avhy keep they the narrow road,

That rugged, thorny maze?
Why, that 's the way their Leader trod ;
They love and keep His ways.

4 What, is there then no other road

To Salem's happy ground?

Christ is the only way to God ;

None other can be found.

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Brightly gleams our banner,

Pointing to the sky,
Waving wand'rers onward.

To their home on high ;
Journeying o'er the desert.

Gladly thus we pray.
And with hearts united,

Take our heavenward way.
Chorus.
Brightly gleams our banner,

Pointing to the sky,
Waving wand'rers onward.

To their home on high.
; Jesus, Lord, and Master,

At Thy sacred feet,
Here with hearts rejoicing,

See Thy children meet;
Often have we left Thee,

Often gone astray,

Brightly Gleams Our Banner

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Keep us mighty Saviour,

In the narrow way,
All our days direct us.

In the way we go,
Lead us on victorious

Over ev'ry foe ;
Bid Thine angels shield us

When the storm-clouds lower.
Pardon Thou and save us

In the last dread hour.
Then with saints and angels.

May we join above,
OfTring endless praises,

At Thy throne of love ;
When the toil is over.

Then comes rest and peace,
Jesus in His beauty ;

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2. It may ])e at mid - day, it may be at twi-light, It may be, per-

3. While its hosts cry "ho-san - na",fromheav-en de-scend-ing, With go - ri - fied

4. Oh, joy! oh, de- light! should we go with-out dy-ing. No sick-ness, no

dark- ness and shad-ow is

chance, that the blackness of

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R. Kelso^Carter.

1. Thenightis al-most o-ver,ancltli3day is drawing near, Christ is coining, Halle-

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the heavens flee away, we know it by His word;

Christ is coming. Hallelujah ! [tion day ; Christ is coming. Hallelujah ! [the Lord ;

The elements dissolving in the resurre'c- And then we'll be forever.yes forever with

Christ is coming, Hallelujah ! Christ is coming, Hallelujah !

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2. He shall shake the earth and heav - en, Shake the land and shake the

3. Nev-ermind if shad - ows dark,- en, Nev - er fear if foes are

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Build a fortress of your fears ;
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5 Lift your heads, the morning breaketh ;
Praise the Lord ! from all that's vile ;
Jesus comes to give deliverance,
It is but a little while.

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3. We will all go out to meet Him When He comes, when He comes ;We will

4. AVe will chant al - le - lu - ias When He comes, when He comes; We will

ready for the Bridegroom When He comes, when He comes ?Behold !He cometh ! Be-
lamps trimmed and burn-ing When He comes, when He comes ;He quickly cometh,be
all go out to meet Him, w^hen He comes, when He comes ;He surely cometh !He
chant al - le-lu - ias When He comes, when He comes ;Lo! now He cometh !Lo!

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quick - ly com-eth, O soul ! be read - y when the Bridegroom comes.

sure - ly com-eth! We'll go to meet Him when the Bridegroom comes.

now He com-eth! Sing al - le - lu - ia! for the Bridegroom comes.

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2. In the sky His tlam-ing l)an - ner, Lift your heads and shout ho-san - nah !

3. Trumpets sounding,sev-en thun-ders, Op'n-ing heav-ens, crowning won-ders;

4. March-ing legions, heavens trem - ble, Sol-diers of the cross as - sem - ble!

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Trump of God the tid-ings sum-meth, Saints, be-hoid ! the Bridegroom cometh!

Ush - er in the con - su - ma- tion, Mys-tery.merged inrev - e - la - tion.
Lightnings sig-nal, thunders drum-ming, Wheel in line, The King is com - ing.

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2. Je - siis comes, the dead are waking, Earth with mortal pangs is qnak - ing

3. Je - sus comes, in clouds de-scend-ing, Sin re-straining, sor-row end -ing

4. Je ^ns comes, all things re-stor - i2ig,Cry a-loud,His grace im - plor - ing ;

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Blessed hope and thrill-ing sto - ry, Hal - le - ki-jah! Je - sus comes!
Stars are fall -ing,heav-ens shak - ing, Hal - le - lu - jah! Je - sus comes!
Broken ties for-ev - er mend -ing, Hal - le - lu-jah! Je - sus comes!
Bow the knee, the King a - dor - ing,Hal - le - lu-jah! Je - sus comes!

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Hail T^hoa Corning King.

Lift up your heads, O ye (fates ; and beve lift up, ye everlastivrf doors ; ami the
King of glory shall come hi.'' — Ps. xxiv: 7.

By M. W. Batcttelder.

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8h, the Glad Herrie-llGrning,

HOME LONGING AND HOME COMING.

A. B. S. HOME LONGING AND HOME COMING. A. B. SiMrSON.

1 . I ain wait-ing for the cora-ing of the Bridegroom in the air, I am

2. I am let-ting go tlie pleasures and the treasures, worldlings prize, I am

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feetions where there are no broken ties. For the glad home-coming draweth nigh.

sinners, for the summons to pre-pare,For the glad home-coming draweth nigh.

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In my heart its beams have risen as the harbinger of day ;
Christ in me the hope of glory, every moment seems to say,

" Lo ! the glad home-coming draweth nigh."

5 Oh, the joy of meeting Jesus and the loved ones gone before !
Oh, to be where sin and sorrow, pain and sickness come no more ;
AH my heart is turning ever to that everlasting shore,

Where the glad home-coming draweth nigh.

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Lo! He Gerifies.

Charles Wesl?:y.

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\ Thousand, thousand saints at-tend-ing, Swell the triumph of His train ;
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Saviour, take the power and glory;
Make Thy righteous sentence known

Jah ! Jehovah !
Claim the kingdom for Thine own.

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Hark! Ten Tfioasand.

Harwell.

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Je - sns,liail! whose glo - ry hriiihtens, All a - bove, and gives it wortli; )

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Lord, we own it love di - vine;
Je - sus rules the world a - lone ;

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3 King of glory, reign forever;

Thine an everlasting crown ;
Nothing from Thy love shall sever

Those whom Thou hast made Thine
Happy objects of Thy grace, [ow^n;

Destined to behold Thy face.

4 Saviour, hasten Thine appearing ;

Bring, oh, bring the glorious day,
When, the awful summons hearing.

Heaven and earth shall pass away ;
Then with golden harps we '11 sing,

" Glory, glory to our King."

Thomas Kelly, ab. 1804.

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In a Little While.

Tune Hendon, p. 257.

1 " Little while" what doth that mean,?
Age on ages roll between ;

Lord ! Tliy going and return.
What hast Thou for me to learn?

2 " Little while," how long it seems
From earth's partings, fading dreams—
To the time when Tliou wilt come
Bringing all Thy ransomed home.

8 " Little while, "how short the time
From the cross to life sublime ;
Scarcely had they dried their tears,
When, behold ! their Lord appears.

4 "Little while," oh, yes, I know
Heaven and earth and all below.
Soon will join in gladsome song
Praise to God — The Lord has conie.,
C. L. Hamlen.

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4 Ye who have the oil of wisdom.

Are you ready now to-day ?
Are you watching for the Bridegroom?

Waiting to be called away?
If not ready, hasten quickly.

To prepare, make no delay ;
Hear the cry, "Behold, He cometh!"

Sounding in your ears to-day.

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5 With what joy shall w^e b('hv)ld Him,

When He comes to take His Bride,
To the mansions of His gloiy,

Pardoned, cleansed and sanctified;
Oh, the happy, joyfnl meeting!

Come, come qnickly, dearest Lord!
For Thy coming, I am waiting.

Living on Thy precious word.

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1. Chris-tian vir-giiis, are you read - y, The glad summons to o - beyV

2. Have you on the wedding gar-ment? Are your robes made white and clean?

3. Are you sealed up-on your foreheads? Do your hearts His impress bear?

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Do you fol - lowclose-ly to Him, Thro' the des - ert paths be - low,

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roam ; All our wand'rings o'er, we shall part no more, When all the saints get home,
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Millenial Hymn.

Tune, Harwell, p. 254.

1 Hark, the joyful anthem sounding
From the ransomed far and wide !

Faithful hearts with bliss are bounding.
Praising Him, the Crucified!

Banish now all tones of sadness,

Bring fresh flowers to strew His way;

Let your mourning turn to gladness,
Jesus reigns through endless day !

2 Hail, the grand prophetic warning!
Christ returns to bless His own !

Hail, thy great Millenial morning!
Jesus claims His earthly throne !

Angels bright are earthward winging.

While glad hosts in bright array.
Heaven's triumphant song are singing,

''Jesus reigns through endless day."
3 Sound the glorious anthem higher.

Precious ofierings hither bring ;
Hail ! our Saviour ! Sanctifier !

Hail! Blest Healer I Coming King I
No more sorrow, no more sighing,

God will wipe all tears away !
No more pain, and no more dying 1

Jesus reigns through endless day !
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374.

Till He Gerne.

" For yet a little while and he that shall come vjill come, and vMl not iarr?/. "—Heb. x: 37.
Rev. Ed H. Bickersteth. Dr. Lowell Mason.

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1. "Till He come !" Oh, let ttie words Lin- s^er on the trera - bling chords ;
D.c. Let us think how heav'n and home Lie be -yond that ''Till He come!"

2. When the wea - ry ones we love En- ter on that rest a - bove,
D.c. Hush! he ev - Wy mur-mur dumb , It is on - ly, '■'■Till ^^ come!"

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Would we have one sorrow less?
All the sharpness of the cross,
All that tells the world is loss,
Death, and darkness, and the tomb,
Pain us only " Till He come !"

4 See, the feast of love is spread,
Drink the wine and eat the bread ;
Sweet memorials, till the Lord
Call us round His heavenly board,
Some from earth, from glory some,
Severed only " Till He come !"

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We shall hear a voice, a thrill-ing voice, Behold the Bridegroom comes ! When the weary life seemc
We shall hear a voice, a might-y voice. Behold the Bridegroom comes ! When the trumpet sounds the
We shall hear a voice, a liv -ing voice, Behold the Bridegroom comes ! When the dead shall rise from

si-lence deep, When the virgin's eyes are closed in sleep, We shall hear a voice, a

on - ly loss, And the crown is hid be -hind the cross. We shall hear a voice, a

fin - al blast. And redemption full has come at last, We shall hear a voice, a

graves wide cleft, And one is tak-en, an - oth- er left, We shall hear a voice, a

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might - y voice, Be - hold, the Bridegroom comes !
liv - ing voice, Be - hold, the Bridegroom comes !

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Tie's com'iDg back to earth again,Our dear ascended Lord, Surrounded by the
No more the one despised of iTien,Keject-ed by His own ; Wo '11 see Him when He
No more forsaken and denied ;TheMan of griefs no more, Scourg'd,raock'd,thorn-crown'd and
He '11 come with radiant glory crown'd To bid the dead a-rise. While mighty shouts and

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conies a-gain, On His im-per -ial throne, While shining hosts around Him sing The
cru- ci-fied By those whose sins He bore. Bnt clothed in power and ma-jes -ty, Our
trnmpet's sound shall rend tlie vaulted skies, And from the slumb'ring na-tionsall His

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5 He's coming back His Bride to claim.
And lo, the day draws near;

O ye, who love the Saviour's name
Look up. He '11 soon be near.

Your hopes will reach fruition when

The Lord returns to earth again.

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G Roll on, roll on, thou mighty song;

All ye His saints rejoice.
And swell the echoes loud and long

With one tremendous voice.
Angels and men take up the strain,
The Lord returns to earth again.

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3. See! the saints en - ter in, when He comes, when He comes; To the

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ready for your sum -mons home? Does your an-xious spir-it burn, His ap-

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children come,
wedding when the Bridegroom comes. Brightly burn-ing is each light, And in

when He comes.

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A. B. S.

A. B. Simpson.

1. There's a se-cret God has whispered To His hid-den ones a-lone;'Tis a

2. Changeless se-cret, how it keeps us Thro' all chan-ges life can bring ; Joy maj^

3. Ho - ly se-cret, how it cleans-es All the heart from self and sin ; Crowding

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cheer,or tri - al press us, Still the rest-f ul heart can sing,
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4 Mighty secret, how it brings us
Heavenly help for hearts forlorn

Turns our battle-tide to triumph.
Changes midnight into morn.

5 Precious secret, I have found it,
Precious Jesus, Thou art mine;

Prove in me Thy boundless fullnes,
Live in me Thy life divine.

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350. We Love Hinfj, Because He First Loved Us.

A. B. S.

Rev. A. B. Simpson.

1. 'Tis not my love to Thee, That I cle-light to tell; But

2. Ere the ere - a-tionrose, Or an -gels sang a - bove,The

3. When dead in sin we lay, Thou cam'st for us to die ; Long

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heav-enly wav,Thou call'dst us from on high.

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4 No life can be too lost

Thy loving heart to move ;
The soul that costs Thy heart the most.

Most richly shares Thy love.

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5 Lord, help me to believe
Thy wondrous love to me ;

Then shall my heart most fully give
Thine own love back to Thee.

JOY AND PRAISE.]

3S1.

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Blessed Assurance.

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2. Per-f ect sub - mis - sion, per-fect cle - light,

3. Per-f ect sub - mis - sion, all is at rest,

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gio - ry di - vine! Heir of sal - va - tion, purchased of God, Born of His
burst on my sight; An-gels de - scend-ing bring from a - bove, Ech -oes of
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1 . When of old on Jiidah's plains, Heathen foes in myriads came, Judah's hosts a-
2 Not with charge of horsemen proud, Not with might of spear or sword, Moved the van-guard
3. Not by cries, or groans or fears, A^e our conflicts to be won ;But by faith that

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claims and sings, Ere the bat - tie is

be-gun. Onward, then, with nobler strains

Heav'n's ar-til-lery of praise, Am-mon quailed and Moab fled, Filled with panic and amaze.
This the standard here we raise, Vanguard bold and vict'ry sure, Shouts of faith and songs of praise.
Songs of vict'ry let us sing, Marching through Im-man-uel's ground. Waiting for our coming King.

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All Taken Awa^.

R. Kelso Carter, ( except first verse).

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1. Did Yoii hear what Je - siis said to me?The)^ 're all taken a

2. Oh, this wondrous grace so free and full ;They 're all talven a

3. Now the cleansing streams of mercy flow ;They 're all taken a

4. I have t)lnng'd l)eneatli the crimson tide ;They're all taken a

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sins like scar -let are white as snow ;They 'reall tak- en

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They 're all taken away, away ; [ soul ;

.Ind Jesus' healing has made me whole ;
They're all taken away.

G Now the Spirit witnesses to me ;

They 're all taken away, aw^ay ;
And keeps me standing in liberty ;

They 're all taken away.

7 So I praise the Lord for sins forgiven.
They 're all taken away, away ;

While onw^ard pressing my way to heaT*n;
They 're all taken away.

8 And when in glory we meet above ;
Tliey 're all taken away, away ;

We '11 sing the song of Redeeming Love ;
They're all taken away.

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"Ask for the old jxiths, wliere is the r/ood iray, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest
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2. We are marching on to vic-t'ry,And thehymnof triumph swells ; And the

3. We can see the heav'nly cit - v,Where theliv - ing riv - er rolls; And the

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1. All praise toHim who reigns above, In majes - ty supreme ;Who gaveHisSon for

2. His name a-bove all names stiall stand. Exalted more and more, At God the Father's

3. Re-deemer,Saviour,Friend of manOnce ruin'd l)y the fail, Thou hast devis'd sal-

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6 Then shall we know as we are known,
And in that world above

Forever sing around the throne
His everlasting love.

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2. Cling-ingto Je - sus, on -ly to Je - sus, O what a com-fort is mine;

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2. Was there e'er sto - ry so mov-ing, Sto -ry of love and pain;

3. 1 am so glad I re -ceived Him, Je - sus my heart's dear King;

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5 Now in His bosom confiding.

This my glad song shall be ;
I a!n in Jesus abiding,

Jesus abides in me.

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The Lord will Previde.

John Newton.

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Christ on our side; We liope to die sliouting,"Tlic Lore! will pr<M-ide."

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391. The Maf|si0n's Mine Te-rnerrQw.

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2 He holds my hand and guides my feet, Assures me safe - ty so complete ; He

3. Nor can I doubt His patient care, Who asks and hears my trusting prayer; His

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1 In peaceful, calm and quiet.
Waiting to know His will ;

" All things are possible" to thee
If thou His word fulfill.

2 All things in Him I take,
Unworthy though I be ;

The " whosoever" of His word
Is " possible " to me.

3 My spirit, soul and mind
With joy I give to Thee;

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Give Thee the choosing of my way,
Whatever it may be.

4 Holy, and pure, and clean,
Perfect in heart and soul ;

In Him I claim this perfect gift —
Healed ! every whit made whole.

5 I 'm satisfied in Thee,
My joy, my living spring;

My sun, my life, my fountain sweet,
Jesus, my coming king !
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Cho. by H. L. G. Adapted by H. L. Gilmour.

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1. Oh, my heart is full of laughter, I am ver - y, ver - y glad;

2. Ish - i, Ish - i is the jew-el. Mine He is while a - ges roll;

3. Ma - ny beauteous names Thou bearest, Br other. Shepherd, Friend and King,

4. 0th- er joys are short and fleet-ing ; Thou and I can nev - er part;

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Tune, Munoah, p. 171.

1 Jesus! why dost Thou love me so?
What hast Thou seen in me

To make my happiness so great,
So dear a joy to Thee !

2 Wert Thou not God ! I then might think
Thou had'st no eye to read

The badness of that selfish heart,
For which Thine own did bleed.

3 But Thou art God, and knowest all;
Dear Lord! Thou knowest me;

And yetTliy knowledge hinders not
Thy love's sweet liberty.

4 Ah, how Thy grace hath moved my soul
With persevering wiles!

Now give me tears to weep ; for tears
Are deeper joy than smiles.

Fkeuekick Faber.

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1 O could I speak the matchless worth;
O could I sound the glories forth,

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I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings,
And vie with Gabriel while he sings

In notes almost divine.

2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt,
My ransom from the dreadful guilt

Of sin, and wrath divine;
I'd sing His glorious righteousness,
In which all-perfect, heavenly dress

My soul shall ever shine.

3 I'd sing the characters he bears.
And all the forms of love He wears,

Exalted on His throne ;
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
I would to everlasting days

Make all His glories known.

4 Well, the delightful day will come
When my dear Lord will bring me home,

And I shall see His face ;
Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend,
A blest eternity I'll spend.

Triumphant in His grace.
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GQfue, Swell the Anthefn.

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2. For our trans-gress-ions, He suf-fered on the tree; From griefs and from

3. Strike harps in glo - ry ! Ech - o the ran-som'd song ! In strains of sal -

va - tion From His throne a - bove.
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Sheltered in the Rock.

Tune, J) i'>3.

1 Sheltered in the Rock of Ages,
Kept from sin and all alarms ;

The eternal God my refuge,

Safe in everlasting arms.
Oh, how bulwarks pile around me ;

Towers of strength and beauty shine.
Mighty fortress I have found Thee,
Hid in God this soul of mine,
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Though the storms may surge arouud
I can sing Avhile billows roll, [me;
For the mighty arms of Jesus
Clasp around my ransomed soul.

2 Blessed covert from the tempest.
Where secure my feet m ly stand ; (274 )

Blessed Rock to give me shadow,

In a dry and weary land;
Though the foe may boast of shelter,

Yet their rock is not as ours ;
Here the soul defies their legions.

Principalities and powers.

3 Covered in this Rock of Ages,

How the glory passes by.
Till, like Moses on the mountain,

God is seen by mortal eye ;
Clianged from glory unto glory,

Safe from storm and tempest sliocR,
Here I rest secure forever.

In this blessed rifted Rock.

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Tl. K. C.

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2. Ring the help in time of tri - al, Strength in need, in sick-ness health ;

3. Ring the word of pow'r com-mand-ing, All the tronb- led waves, be still;

4. Ring the bells, t.iough Sa-tan rag- es; Of the glad new morn-ing ring;

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Ring of can-celled con-dem - na - tion, Ring of Je - sns crn - ci - tied.
Ring of grace with-out de - ni - al, Rich - es from God's boundless wealth.
Peace that pass - eth un -der-stand - ing, Rest-ing in the Sav - ionr's will.
Ring the hope of all the a - ges, Je - sns Christ the com-ing King.

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2.1 stand on the mountains of vis-ion, I look o'er the land far and wide, . .1

3. Be - lov-ed,Redeem-er,and Master, Oh, how can I tell what Thou art, . Thou

seems like a van - ish-ing bubble, I seem to be dwelling a - bove;
gaze on my King in His beauty, I know He has made me His bride ;
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1. Oh, Je- sus, Je-sus, dearest Lord! Forgive me if I say, Forver-y love, Thy

2. I love Thee so I know not howMy transports to con-trol; Thy love is like a

3. For Thou to me art all in all ; My hon - or and my wealth ;My heart's de-sire, my

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burning fire Within my ver - y soul,
body's strength, My soul's e - ter - nal health,
earth-ly loves Is burn'd,andburn'd away.

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5 O light in darkness, joy in grief
0 heaven begun on earth;

Jesus, my love, my treasure, who
Can tell what Thou art worth?

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6 What limit is there to this love?

Thy flight, where wilt Thou stay?
On, on ! our Lord is sweeter far

To-day than yesterday.

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Sanstiine in the Seal.

E. E. PIewitt.

Jno. R. Sweney.

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2. There 's mu -sic in my soul to-day, A car - ol to my King; And

3. There 's spring-time in my soul to-day; For when the Lord is near The

4. There 's glad-ness in my soul to-day, And liope,and praise and love, For

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dove of peace sings in my heart, The flow'rs of grace ap - pear,
bless-ings which He gives me now, For joys " laid up" a - bove.

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Praise for Love Divine.

K. K. C.

Wilh spirit.

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1. Praise the Lord for love cli

2. Love that thro' the dark-est

3. Love that seek-eth not her

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403 The Heavenly King.

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1 Children of the heavenly King, 4 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light;

As we journey let us sing; Zion's city is in sight :

Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, There our endless home shall be ;

Glorious in his works and ways. There our Lord we soon shall see.

2 We are traveling home to God,
In tlie v,'ay our Father's trod;
They are liappy now, and Ave
Soon their happiness shall see.

3 O ye banished seed, be glad ;
Christ our Advocate is made :
Us to save our flesh assumes,
Brother to our soul becomes.

(279)

5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand
On the l)orders of our land;
Jesns Christ, our Father's Son,
Bids us undismayed go on.

6 Lord, obediently we '11 go,
Gladly leaving all below:
Only Thou our leader be,
And we s^^ill will follow Thee.

John Cennick.

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Ecverlasting lieve.

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2. Once His on - ly Son He gave us, His im-meas-ured love to prove; Was there

3. Long a-gainst His lov - ing - kindness, All my sin - ful na-ture strove ; But He

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5 Like a web of loving-kindness
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0<\ His everlasting love.

C Though the everlasting mountains,
And the earth itself remove.

Naught can change His loving-kindnes*
Or His everlasting love.

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JOY AND PRAISE.]

405.

Love Feurid Me.

John iii: 16.

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When out in sin, and dark-ness lost, Love found ne; My faint-ing soul was
I heard the Saviour's words so blest, Love found me ;Come wea-ry,heav - y
The Spir - it rous'd me from my sleep, Love found me ; Con-vic-tion seiz'd me
-though I long withstood His grace, Love found me; He wooed me to His

tem-pest toss'd,Love found me.

la - den rest, Love found . .

strong and deep, Love found me.

kind em - brace, Love found . .

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3 I '11 praise Him while He gives me breath.

Love found me;
For saving from an endless death.

Love found me;
Christ is my advocate above.

Love found me;
I 'm yoked to Him in perfect love.

Love found me.

4 And when I reach the gold-paved street.

Love found me;
I'll sit adoring at His feet.

Love found me;
And sing hosannas round the throne,

Love found me;
Where I shall know as I am known,

Love found me.

406 Marching to Zion.

1 Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known ;

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Join in a song with sweet accord.
And thus surround the throne.

Chorus.
We're marching to Zion,

Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,

The beautiful city of God.

2 Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God ;

But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.

3 Then let our song abound.
And every tear be dry;

We're marching through Immanuel's
ground.
To fairer worlds on high.

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1 O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise ;

The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace !

2 My gracious Master and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,

To spread through all the earth abroad,
The honors of Thy name.

3 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;

'T is music in the sinner's ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.

4 He breaks the power of canceled sin,
He sets the prisoner free ;

His blood can make the foulest clean ;
His blood availed for me.

5 He speaks, and, listening to His voice,
New" life the dead receive ;

Tlr^ mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.

r, H-ar Him, ye deaf ; His praise, ye dumb.
Your loosened tongues employ;

Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;
And leap, ye lame for joy.

Chas. "Wesley.

4ng I Know I Love Thee Better.

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1 I know I love Thee, better. Lord,

Than any earthly joy,
For Thou hast given me the peace

Which n')thing can destroy.

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Of love so full and free;
The half has never yet been told.
The blood — it cleanseth me.

2 I know that Thou art nearer still
Than any earthly throng,

And sweeter is the thought of Thee
Than any lovely song.

3 Thou hast put gladness in my heart,
Then well may I be glad !

Without the secret of Thy love
I could not but bv^ sad.

4 O Saviour, precious Saviour mine !
What will Thy presence be.

If such a life of joy can crown
Our walk on earth with Thee?

F. R. Havergal.

409. Joy to the World.

1 Joy to the w^orld ! the Lord is come ;
Let earth receive hsr King;

Let every heart prepare Him room,
And heaven and nature sing.

2 Joy to the world ! the Saviour reigns,
Let men their songs employ ;

While tields and floods, rocks, hills and
Repeat the sounding joy. [plains,

3 No more let sin and sorroAv grow^
Nor thorns infest the ground,

He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.

4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove,

The glories of His righteousness.
And wonders of His love.
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410.

R. K. C.

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1 . When I was down in Egypt's sand, When I was down in Eijypt's sand, AVhen T was

2. My Mo-ses led me thro' the sea, My Moses led me thro' the sea. My Mo-ses

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4 Upon the shore I sang the Psalm,
Upon the shore I sang the Psalm,
Upon the shore T sang the Psalm,
The song of Moses, and the Lamb

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f) Mv Joshua led me by the hand,
Mv Joshua led me by the hand.
My Joshua led me by the hand,
And brought rae to the promised land.

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Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness ; Arise, for the night of thy
Strong were thy foes, bat the arm that subdued them, And scattered their legions, was
They fled like the chaff'from the scourge that pursued them ;Oh,vain were their steeds and their
Daughter of Zion,the power that hath saved thee, Extolled with the harp and the
Shout, for the foe is destroyed that enclosed thee. The oppressor is vanquished and
Chorus. Bepeat.

press thee no more ;

sor - row is o'er,
might-i - er far;
chariots of war.
timbrel should be ;

Zi - on is free.

We'll sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea;
Je - hovah hath triumphed, His peo - pie are free.

4 J 2, My Soul's Full of Glory.

1 My soul's full of glory,
Inspiring my tongue ;

Could I meet with angels
I'd sing them a song ;

I'd sing of my Jesus,
And tell of His charms,

And beg them to bear me
To His loving arms.

2 I find Him in singing,
I find Him in prayer ;

In sweet meditation
He always is there.

My constant companion.
Oh, may we ne'er part !

All glory to Jesus,

He dwells in my heart.

3 Oh, who is like Jesus !

He's Salem's bright King!
He smiles, and He loves me,

And helps me to sing ;
I'll praise Him, I'll praise Him,

Whatever His will.
While rivers of pleasure

My spirit doth fill.

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I love Thee, My Saviour,
I love Thee, My God ;

1 love Thee, I love Thee,
And that Thou dost know :

But how much I love Thee
I never can show.

2 O Jesus ! O Jesus !
Thou balm of my soul,

'T was Thou, my dear Saviour,
That made my heart whole.

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Oh, bring me to view Thee
Thou glorious King ;

In regions of glory
Thy praises to sing.

3 O Jesus, my Saviour!

With Thee I am blest !
My life, my salvation.

My joy and my rest!
Thy grace be my theme, and

Thy name be my song,
Thy love shall inspire both

My heart and my tongue.

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John Cennick.

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2 This is the way I long have sought,

He saves me now !
And mourned because I found it not;

He saves me now!
My grief and burden long have been,

He saves me now !
Because I was not saved from sin.

He saves me now !

'^ Then will I tell to sinners round.

He saves me now !
What a dear Saviour I have found ;

He saves me now !
I 'd point to His redeeming blood,

He saves me uoav !
And say, " Behold the way to God !

He saves me uoav ! "

4 1 5 ♦ Heart Rest in Jesus,

Tune, Salratwit Free. Key G.

1 O ])lessed rest of huart,
From doubting, fear and sin ;

A rest in Christ the risen \^:>£i\.
Who sweetly reigns within.

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1 'm glad this rest is free.

This blessed rest from sin ;
This rest is free for you and me,
A living Christ within.

2 He sought my wayward heart,
Was earnest to come in ;

A heart to wandering ever prone.
Whose reigning power was sin.

3 I gave to Him my heart,
A rebel sinful thing;

I gave it, all the heart I had.
It sorely needed Him.

4 My rest is deep and strong,
Abiding, true and clean ;

No darkness now, nor fear at all.
For Jesus reigns supreme.

5 Now open wide your heart,
Refuse not Jesus room ;

Admit Him now, He '11 give y<m rest,
And bring eternal noon.

John S. Hauoh.

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Oh! I know I'm alive In the Lord, and I striveUn-to blood with the sin that would
I have grace for the day, I have help by the way, There is healing and comforting*
In the storm and the night. In the midst of the flight Je-sus pnts in my hand victory's

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I am free from all do nbt, And I join in theshont,I'm

As I walk in the light There is strength for the fight,! 'ra

For my sick-ness there's health, For my pov - er - ty wealth,! 'm

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deem'd by the blood of the Lamb.

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417.

¥ale 0f Beulah.

E. A. Hoffman, by per.

Joseph Garrison.

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find that all the path-way is with flow'rs o-vergrown. \ Vale of Beu-lah ! Vale of
Sav-iour walks be-side me, ray com-pan-ion each day./

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2 Not a shadow, not a shadow ever darkens the w^y.
For a radiance bright as glory shines upon it all day ;

And the music, sweetly chanted by the heavenly tbrong.
Floats in cadence down the valley, and it cheers me along.

3 So I journey with rejoicing t'ward the City of Light,

While each day my joy grows deeper, and the pathway more bright;
And I near the open portals of the Kingdom above.
For this highway leads to Canaan, to the Kingdom of love.

415.

1 Bless the Lord, my soul adore Him,
Bless and laud His holy name ;

For His benefits unchanging.
Day by day are still the same.

2 Bless Him for His boundless mercy,
Wrought in God the Father's will,

Who thy sins forirlveth freely.
And wlio healcth all tlune ill.

Bless the Lord.

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PS. 103: 1-5.

3 He redeems thy life from evil,
Crowns with loving kindness, too,

With His good things satisfieth.
E'en thy strength He doth renew.

4 Sing! and praise this matchless Saviour,
Tell to all around His fame ;

Bless the Lord ! let all within me
Bless and praise His holy name.

C. Warnbsh.

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[JOY AND PRAISE.

419. A. 6h, Hew HappY Are Ttiey.

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2 That sweet comfort was mine,
When the favor divine

I received thro' the blood of the Lamb ;

When my heart tirst believed,

What a joy I received —
What a heaven in Jesus' name !

3 'T was a heaven below
My Redeemer to know.

And the angels could do nothing more

Than to fall at His feet.

And the story repeat,
And the Lover of sinners adore.

4 Jesus, all the day long.
Was my joy and my song;

Oh, that all His salvation might see;

He hath loved me. I cried,

He hath suffered and died.
To redeem even rebels like me.

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T" Z U . Blessing So Sweet .

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1 I have entered the valley of blessing so
sweet,
And Jesus abides with me there ;
And His spirit and blood make my cleans-
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And His perfect love casteth out fear.

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Oh, come to this valley of blessing sct
sweet.
Where Jesus will fullness bestow ;
And believe, and receive, and confess
Him,
That all His salvation may know.

2 There is peace in the valley of blessing

so sweet,
And plenty the land doth impart;
And there's rest for the weary-worn
traveller's feet.
And joy for the sorrowing heart.

3 There is love in the valley of blessing

so sweet, [feel,

Such as none but the blood-wash'd may
Wh.en heaven comes down redeemed spir-
its to greet,
And Christ sets His covenant seal.

4 There 's a song in the valley of blessing

so sweet
That angels would fain join the strain,
As with rapturous praises we bow at His
feet [slain ! "

Crying, "Worthy the Lamb that was
Mrs. Annie Wittenmkyer.

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Enough fer Me.

Rev. E, A. Hoffman, by per.

1 . O love surpassing knowledge ! O grace so full and free ! I know that Jesus saves me

2. 0 AvondtM'fnl salvation ! From sin He makes me free I I feel the sweet assurance,

3. O l)lood of Christ so precious, Poured out on Calvary ! I feel its cleansing power.

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P. Doddridge.

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\Wellmay this glowing heart rejoice. And tell its raptures all abroad. J ^^P'Py
^ fO hap-py bond, that seals my vows To Him who merits all my love!\
\ Let cheerful anthems fill His house, While to that sacred shrine I move. /

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And live re-joic -iug ev-'ry day ;

3 'T is done ! the great transaction 's done !
I am my Lord's, and He is mine :

He drew me, and I followed on,

Charmed to confess that voice divine.

4 Now rest, my long-divided heart;
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest ;

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Nor ever from Thy Lord depart ;
With Him of every good possessed.

5 High heaven that heard the solemn vow,
That vow renewed, shall daily hear,

Till in life's latest hoars I bow.
And bless in death a bond so dear.

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423.

PreciGus Savieur.

Warren Collins.

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iiev-er end, Je-sus,ray Saviour and Lord; Now His gracious fet-ters bind

debt I owe, Je-sus, my Saviour and Lord; I have felt the heal-ing flood,

perfect day, Je-sus, my Saviour and Lord ; Brighter grows the heav'niy dream,

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All my be-ing, and I find One within my heart enshrin'd, Jesus, my Saviour and Lord.

Touch'd the wondrous cleansing blood Of the dying Son of God, Jesus, my Saviour and Lord.

Now the golden glories gleam, In my heart He reigns supreme, Jesus, my Saviour and Lord.

Such as I may find a place, In the sunshine of Thy face, Jesus, my Saviour and Lord.

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1 Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee,

Naked, poor, despised, forsaken.
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be.

Perish every fond ambition.

All I've sought, and hoped, and known

Yet how rich is my condition !
God and heaven are still my own.

2 Let the world despise and leave me;
They have left my Saviour too.

Human hearts and looks deceive me : —
Thou art not, like them, untrue.

Oh ! 't is not in grief to harm me,
While Thy love is left to me ;

Oh ! 't were not in joy to charm me.
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
H. F. Lytk.

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1 Not a sound invades the stillness,
Not a form invades the scene,

Save the voice of my Beloved,
And the person of my King.

And within those heavenly places,
Calmly hushed in sweet repose.

There I drink, with joy absorbing.
All the love Thou wouldst disclose.

2 Wrapt in deep adoring silence,
Jesus, Lord, I dare not move.

Lest I lose the smallest saying
Meant to catch the ear of love.

Rest then, O my soul, contented;
Thou hast reached thy happy place

In the bosom of Thy Saviour,
Gazing up in His dear face.

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4 Tlie joy of the Lord is the strength of our body.
The gladness of Jesus, the balm for our pain ;

Ilis life and His fullness our fountain of healing,
His joy our elixir for body and brain.

5 The joy of the Lord is the hope of our calling,
And oh, for His coming, how fondly we pray!

AVhen we shall return with rejoicing to Zion,
And sorrow and sighing shall vanish away.

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thoru-y years with the cross com-plete,That Je-sus of Naz-ar-eth lived for me.

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4 Then bear me up from the things of time,

Uplift my being, Eternal Hand !
And grant my vision the view sublime.

Across the plains to the Promised Land ;

And oh! thou heart, that hath borne the

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Dear feet, nail-pierced to the rugged
Enfold my soul in Thy brooding wing,

And Jesus of Nazareth walk with me.

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5 Yes, walk with me, if the way be long,

The sunset-glory the end will crown,
And sweet will hover the angel's song,

Across the waters when I go down ;
No more to sorrow, no more to sin,

And sinning, wander astray from Thee,
So, when I enter the morning in,

Dear Jesus of Nazareth wait for me.

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4. Je - sus shall be our glo - ry, Je - sus our heav-en shall be;

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Joy shall a - bide for - ev - er, Sor - row and grief be o'er.

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5 Hasten, sweet morn of gladness.
Hasten, dear Lord we pray ;

Finish this night of sadness,
Hasten the heavenly day.

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6 Jesus is comirag surely
Jesus is coming soon :

O let us walk so purely,
O let us keep our crown.

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2. All its pal-a-ces are crys - tal, All its tow-ers ojrandly hiijh ;

3. There the stream of life is flow - ing-, And for a - ges it has flown ;

4. There the hap-py throngs are gath'ring, And they sing of Je - siis' love ;

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Stand-ing Arm thro' all the a - ges, On the pil-lars of the sl?y.
For it hath its purling fount - ain, 'Neath the ev-er - last-ing throne.
Oh, how soon shall we be with them, In their happy home a - bove.

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3. O soul so toss'd with tern - pest, Up - on His prom-ise stay ; Cast

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God be m\\[ pa.

" The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you.''
J. E. Rankin, D.D.

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2. God be with you till we meet a - gain, 'Neath His wings securely hide you ;

3. God be with you till we meet a - gain. When life's perils thick confound you ;

4. God be with you till we meet a - gain, Keep love's banner floating o'er you;

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1 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep !
From which none ever wake to weep ;
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes.

2 Asleep in Jesus! oh, how sweet
To be for such a slumber meet!
With holy confidence to sing.

That death has lost his venomed sting !

3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest !
Whose waking is supremely blest;
No fear, no woe shall dim that hour
That manifests the Saviour's power.

4 Asleep in Jesus! oh, for me
May such a blissful refuge be !
Securely shall my ashes lie.

And wait the summons from on high,
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2. Christ, by higli-est lieav'n a - dorecl,Clirist,tlie ev - er -last-ing Lord ; Veiled in

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2. When startled with some sud-den fright, It seems but yes -ter - day, She

3. But now, when weary, lone - ly, sad, In Je - sus I And rest; The

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then, to soothe my troubled heart,Slie rocked me to and fro. And sang so sweet, with

ev - er-last -ing arms of God A-bout me close -ly twine, While itender-ly Christ

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given ; And ma-ny dear children are gathering there, ' 'For of such is the kingdom of heaven.

440.

Arnerica.

S. F. Smith.

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1. My country, 'tis of thee. Sweet land of lib - er-ty, Of thee I sing; Land where my

2. My na-tive coun-try, thee, Land of the no -ble free, Thy name Hove : I love thy

3. Let niu-sic swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees. Sweet freedom's song; Let mortal

4. Our father's God! to thee. Author of lib - er-ty, To thee we sing ; Long may our

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rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rap - turc thrills, Like that above,
tongues awake ; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their si - lence break. The sound prolong,
land be bright, With free-dom's ho - ly light ; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King !

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Home-ward bound we're swift-ly
"No more sick - ness no more
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Mrs. Elizabeth Mills

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know, No peace -f ul shel-t'ring dome ;

rest. He bade me cease to roam,
years, Till my De - liv - 'rer come

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445.

Jerusalem, My Happy Home.

1 Jerusalem, my happy home,
Naras ever dear to me !

Wlien shall my labors have an end.
In joy and peace in thee?

2 When shall these eyes thy heav'n-built

walls.
And pearly gates behold?
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong.
And streets of shining gold?

3 Oh, when, thou city of my God,
SJiall I thy courts ascend?

Where congregations ne'er break up.
And Sabbath has no end?

4 There happier bowers than Eden's
Nor sin nor sorroAV know : [bloom,

Blest seats ! thro' rude and stormy scenes
I onward press to you.

5 Jerusalem, my happy home!
My soul still pants for thee ;

Theii shall my labors have an end,
When I thy joys shall see.

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At Hsrne With Thee,

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2. The star-ry crowu,

3. The tearless eyes,

4. The pure in heart,

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. . tlie-i?old - en shore, . . . The lev - ing

. . the crim - son tide, .... The tree of

. . of whom we sing, .... The gold - en

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( O hap - py saints who dwell in light, I '11 meet you
\ Safe land - ed on that peace-ful shore, I '11 meet you

f My days are glid - ing, swift-ly
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Would not de - tain them as they fly, I'll meet you in

And dy - ing is but go - ing home, I'll, meet you in

the morn-ing. )
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3 Come on, my partners in distress,
Companions in this wilderness,
Awhile forget your griefs and fears.
And look beyond this vale of tears.

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4 When I can read my title clear,
I '11 bid farewell to every fear,
Then I shall bathe my Aveary soul,
And not a wave of trouble roll.

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Jesus the Reck ef Ages.

[GENERAL.

A. B. Simpson.

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Rock of Ho-reb riven for me, By the law's a-veng-ing rod, Flowing from thy
Following Rock, from day to day, Sending forth on every hand,Riv-ers all a -
Shadowing Rock in weary lands, Let me rest beneath Thy shade, Traveling o'er the

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As I through the desert go.
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447.

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R. Kelso Carter.

S. C. Foster.* Arr. by R. K. C.

How I love to tell the sto - ry Of tlie cleansing flood;

When in sin and con -dem - na - tion, Wand'rins;, tem-pest-tossed ;

„ / I re-mem-ber when He found me, Lost and dead in sin;
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Je - sus, bear-ing full sal - va - tion, Came to seek sndsave the lost.
Put His arms of love a - round me. Gave me joy and peace with -in.
Filled my soul with ho - ly pleas- ure, In the sunshiue of His face.

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3 Close to Jesus I 'm abiding,
Walking in the light ;

In His shadow I am hiding,
Guided by His grace aright ;

From His presence parted never,

In the realms above.
With the ransomed hosts forever,

I '11 tell of His redeeming love.

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[GENERAL.

445.

W\\B Feantaifi of Life.

1. I have come to

2. I have come to

3. I have come to

the Fountain of Life, A fountain that flows from a-

the Fountain of Blood,Tliat for guilt and nn-cleanness cloth
the Fountain of Health, A bonndless and end-less sup -

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flow, I have wash'd in its sin cleansing flood. And mj' garments are whiter than snow,
ply, 'Tis a secret,man'swisdom or wealth Can never dis-cov-er or buy.

I have drunk of Sa - ma - ri- a's well,

I count not my riijhteousness mine.

But the se - cret my Lord hathre-vealed

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'Tis Je - sus that lives in my
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side. In the stripes by whose pain we are healed ; In Himself as He comes to abide.

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Our friendship no power can part;
And so long as the fountain is full,

The streams without measure must flow,
And the love that He pours in my soul

To others in blessincr must uo.

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His joy is the streni^th of my heart.
My delight is unmixed with alloy,

My sunshine can never depart ;
The fig tree may wither and die.

Earth's pleasure and prospects decline,
But my fountains can never be dry,

My portion, my joy is divine.

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1 'II be There.

Isaac Watts.

Adapted by Wm. J. Kirkpatrick.

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3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green;

;So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
AVhile Jordan rolled between.

4 Could we but climb where Moses stood.

And view the landscape o'er,
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood

Should fright us from the shore.

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W. A. S.

Harvest Tirne.

[GENERAL.

Rev. W. A. Spencer, D.D.

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There is a Larid,

Rev. John Parke ti.

R. Kei>so Carter.

1. There is a land where life is joy,With-ont a sin or stain; No

2. A f el - low-ship to earth un-known,With-out the chill of fears; A-

3. Be - yond the nar - row bounds of time,Be-yond the things I see ; There

4. Our Fa -ther's house and juan-sions fair, And friend-ships pure and sweet, Audi

friend-ship ties are brok - en there. No grief, no death, no pam.

dor - ing love be - fore His throne, And eyes un-dimm'd by tears.

is a life, di - vine, sub -lime, God's home for you and me.

ho - ly ones a - wait to share. Our wor - ship at His feet.

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452.

Rev. A. B. Simpson.

YesterdaY, Te-da^, Forever.

taENiE&AL

J. H. Burke.

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1. O, how sweet the glo - rious mes - sage, Sim - pie faith may claim;

2. He who was the friend of sin - ners, Seeks thee lost one now;

3. He that pardoned err - ing Pe - ter,Thou need - 'st not fear;

4. Oft on earth He healed the suf - f'rer, By His might - y hand ;

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Sin - ner, come, and at His foot - stool, Pen - i - tent - ly bow.
He that came to faith - less Thom - as, All thy donbt will clear.
Still our sick-ness - es and sor - rows. Go at His com-mand

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He who let the loved dis - ci - pie. On His bo - som rest.
He who gave His heal -ing vir - tue, To a wo - man's touch

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Cheer the mourner, still the tem - pest ; Glo - ry to His name!

Speaks to thee that word of par - don, As in days of yore.

Bids thee still, with love as ten - der. Lean up - on His breast.

To the faith that claims His full - ness, Still will give as much.

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the same.

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5 H-B who 'mid the raging billows,

Walked upon the sea ;
Still can hush our wildest tempest,

As on Galilee.
He who wept and prayed in anguish.

In Getlisemane.
Drinks with us each cup of trembling,

In our agony.

6 As of old He walked to Emmaus,

With them to abide ;
So through all life's way He walketh,

Ever near our side.
Soon again we shall behold Him,

Hasten, Lord, the day!
But 'twill still be " this same Jesus,"

As He went away.

453.

The Lord's Prater.

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Gregorian.

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2. Give us this

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A. B. Simpson.

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1. The days of Heav'n are peace- ful days, Still as yon glass- y sea; So

2. The days of Heav'n are ho - ly days,Erom sin for-ev - er free; So

3. The days of Heav'n are hap - py days, Sor-row theynev-er see; So

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calm, so still in God, our days As days of Heav'n would be.

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full of glad - ness all our days As the days of Heav'n Avould be.

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4 The days of Heaven are healthful days,
They feed on life's fair tree ;

So feeding on Thy strength, O Christ,
Our days as Heaven may be.

5 The days of Heaven are endless days,
Days of eternity ;

So may our lives and works endure.
While the days of Heaven shall be.

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Blest be the Tie that Binds.

"Jieina knit together in luLe."—Coi. ii: 2.
Key, F.

1 Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love ;

The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

2 Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers ;

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Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts, and our cares.

3 We share our mutual woes.
Our mutual burdens bear ;

And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

4 When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain ;

But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

5 This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way ;

While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free;

And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

John Fawcett, 1772.

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INDEX OF FIRST LINES AND TITLES.

HYMN.

HYMN.

Abide with me .

. 46

By Jordan's rushing
By the grace of God

. . 265

Abiding and confiding

. 262

. 352

A charge to keep .
A crown beyond .

. 356

Calvary .

. 109

. 2^9

Cast thy bread .

. 355

A cry conies up .

. 341

Children of the Heavenly

A voice from ubove

. 348

King

. 403

After the darkness

. 2'.)0

Ciirist has for sin

. 182

Afterwards .

. 2i»0

Christ in me

. 387

A hundred thousand

. 340

Christ is all .

. 206

Ahis and did

. 198

Christ is knocking

. 142

A little talk with .

. 329

Christ is the fountain

. 192

A little while

. 3€2

Christ returneth .

. 360

A little while longer

. 2;l5

Christian rouse thee

. 346

All for .Jesus

. 225

Christian Virgins

. . 371

All hail the power

. 56

Church of God

. 253

Ail praise to Him

. 3^5

Cleansing balm .

. 181

All taken away .

. 383

Cleansing wave .

. 240

All the way long .

. 358

Come blessed holy

. 21

All the world is .

. 187

Come believer

. 97

AH ye who .

. 294

Come every soul .

. 100

Am I a soldier

. 335

Come Holy Ghost in love . 19

Amid the trials .

. 325

Come Holy Spirit come

, let . 26

A missionary cry .

. 340

Come Holy Spirit come,

Anchored fast

. 246

with

. 10

And can I yet

. 244

Come Holy Spirit from . 12

An eager restless

. 274

Come Holy Spirit heavenly . 34

A present Saviour

. 183

Come Holy Spirit raise

9

Are you going home

. 136

Come loved one .

. 125

Are you ready for the

. 363

Come my soul

. 86

Are you ready for youi

. 378

Come, said Jesus .

. 101

Are you walking .

. 133

Come sevenfold .

. 21

Are you washed .

. Ill

Come sinners to .

. 137

Arise my soul

. 110

Come swell the .

. 396

Art thou sunk

. 316

Come Thou almighty

. 66

Art thou weary .

. 283

Come thou fount .

. 99

Asleep in Jesus .

. 435

Come Thou soul .

. 49

A suppliant .

. 151

Come to Jesus

. 118

At evening .

. 277

Come to the feast

. 103

At home with Thee

. 444

Come we that love

. 406

At the cross .

. 163

Come with us

. 113

At the cross I'll .

. 248

Come ye sinners .

. 124

Awake my soul .

. 336

Consecration

. 211

A wonderful Saviour

. 428

Coronation .

. 56

Behold a stranger
Heboid the Bridegroon

. 131

Crown Him .

. 57

a . 363

Crucified with Christ

. 263

Behold the throne

75

Daughter of Zion

. 411

Believing and receivin

g . 306

Dear Lord baptize

. 257

Beracliah songs .

. 382

Delight in the Lord

. 213

He watchful .

. 342

Depth of mercy .
Did you hear

. 53

Blackened and harden

ed . 192

. 383

Bless his dear name

. 96

Door of hope

. 126

Bless the Lord my

. 418

Down at the cross on

. 93

Blessed assurance

. 381

Down at the cross whe

re . 167

Blessed be the glorious
Blessed be the fountai

. 270

Drifting awav

. 162

1 . 1S8

Kmpty me of self

. 231

Blessed be the great

. 270

Enlarge my heart

. 76

Blessed be the name

. 385

Enough for me .

. 421

Blessed Saviour, Thee

. 223

Enthroned on high

. 29

Blest be the tie .

. 455

Eternal Spirit

7

Blow ye the trumpet

. 149

Everlasting love .

. m

Breathe upon us .

1

Evprvwhere with Jesu

s . 221

Brethren let us

. 222

Fading is this world

. 37

Briglitly gleams our

. 359

Fainting in the .

. 40

But can it be

. 230

Faint not amid .

. 289

(317)

Fill me now .
Flee as a bird
Forever here, my
Forever with the Lord
From all that dwell
From every stormy
From Greenland's icy
Full salvation
Glorious things of thee
Glory to His name
God be with you .
God knoweth
God loved the world
God shall supply .
Going down to the
Golden city .
Grace at table
Grace 'tis a charming
Gracious Spirit dwell
Gracious Spirit love
Granted is the
Guidance
Guide me O Thou
Hail, thou coming
Happy day .
Happy in Jesus .
Hark a voice
Hark the gospel .
Hark the joyful .
Hark the herald .
Hark ten thousand
Harvest time
Have faith in God
Have you been
Have you listened
Have you not heard
Have you the garment
Healing
Healing at the fountain
Healing for thee .
Healing in Jesus .
Hear the footsteps .
He bore our sorrows
He comes, He comes
He dies the friend
He is calling
He healeth me
He holds my hand
Held in his mighty
He leadeth me
He that believeth
Herald angels
Here and there
Here is the sorrow
Here in this bright
He's coming back
He was not willing
Hide me in the .
Hide me, O my .
Himself

Hinder the children
Holy Father thou
Holy Ghost with light
Holy, holy, holy .

INDEX.

HYMN.

Holy, holy Lord .

. 60

Holy Spirit come .

4

Holy Spirit faithful

. 18

Holy Spirit truth
Home longing

. 38

. 442

Home of the soul

. 291

Hover o'er me

. 20

How blest are they

. 243

How I love to

. 447

How firm a foundatioi

I . 315

How sweet the name

. 158

How tedious and .

. 297

I am crucified

. 245

I am dwelling

. 232

I'm gladly

. 213

I'm going

. 285

I am Thine .

. 214

I am passing

. 417

I am waiting for .

. 367

I am waiting in ,

. 72

I can hear

. 200

I can sing

. 416

I clasp the

. 90

I entered once

. 206

I have a song

. 156

I have come .

. 448

I have entered

. 420

I have found a .

. 183

I have found the .

. 424

I have learned

. 379

I have learned the

. 262

I have sought

. 226

I hear the Saviour

. 160

I hear Thy welcome .

. 94

I knew that God ,

. 189

I know I love

. 408

I know no life

. 194

I know there's a .

. • 91

I lay my sins

. 229

I left it all .

. 168

I'll be there . . .

. 449

I'll live for Him .

. 220

I'll meet vou in .

. 445

I'll sing o"f my

. 242

I'll walk with

. 205

I love Thee .

. 413

I love to tell .

. 150

I'm gladly giving

. 213

I'm kneeling at .

. 107

I'm more than

. 320

I'm redeemed

. 416

I'm so happy
I'm tliinking of .

. 414

. 437

In happy hours .

. 304

In His time .

. 322

In peaceful calm .

. 392

In sin and

• 161

In the ark

. 145

In the city of

. 432

In the dark .

. 428

In the morning .

. 282

In the morning when

. 445

In the shadow

. 312

In the strength .

. 318

I saw a .

. 331

Ishi

. 393

Is my name .

. 130

Is not this

. 232

I sometimes wish

. 430

I stand upon

. 313

I stood in fancy .

. 190

I take, He .

. 90

I think when I

. 439

I thirst Thou

. 224

It is better .

. . 296

It is done

. 303

It may be at .

. 360

I've entered the rest
I've reached the land
I want to be
I will arise .
I will say yes
I will sprinkle
I will sing
I worship Thee, O
I worship Thee sweet
Jerusalem, my happy
Jesus bids you
Jesus came from .
Jesus comes, He comes
Jesus, I my .
Jesus is calling
Jesus is God .
Jesus is mine
Jesus is pleading
Jesus is the light .
Jesus is victor
Jesus for me
Jesus keep me
Jesus let Thy
Jesus Lord I come
Jesus, lover of my
Jesus my all .
Jesus my all to
Jesus my life
Jesus my Lord
Jesus my Prophet
Jesus my Saviour
Jesus my Saviour has
Jesus of Nazareth
Jesus only
Jesus paid it all .
Jesus save me
Jesus, Saviour of the
Jesus, Saviour pilot
Jesus, see me lost
Jesus the rock
Jesus tlie Saviour
Jesus Thine all .
Jesus Thou ever .
Jesus thy healer .
Jesus what dreadful
Jesus, why dost .
Jesus with divine
Joy of my soul .
Joy to the world .
Just as I am .
Just the same alway
Kadesh Barnea .
Keep me under .
Landon .
Launch out .
Lead kindly light
Let Him in .
Let us go to .
Lift up thy head .
Lift your heads .
Light of those
Like a river .
Little while, what
List to the
Live out thy .
Lo, He comes
Lord dismiss us .
Lord God the holy
Lord, hast Thou .
Lord I am Thine .
Lord I believe
Lord I care not .
Lord I pray .
Lord Jesus I long
Lord undertake .
Love divine .
Loved with .

(318)

HYMN.

HYMN.

. 246

Love found me .

. 405

. 239

Low at the foot .

6

. . 332

Man's weakness .

. 210

. 122

Marching to Zion

. 406

. 204

Meditation .

. 42

. 104

Mighty to save .

. 144

. 291

Slillennial hymn .

. 373

. 11

Missionary hymn .

. 337

. 218

My beloved .

. 242

. 443

My beloved is mine

. 399

. 114

My body, soul

. 211

. 266

My country 'tis .

. 440

s . 365

My faith looks

. 302

. 425

My father is rich .

. 184

. . 129

My God how

. 81

. 59

My God the spring

. 326

. 209

My God so loved .

. 263

. 186

My happy heart .

. 391

. ■. 330

My heavenly home

. 285

. 299

My hope is built .

. 321

. 64

My Jesus as Thou

. 202

. 47

My Jesus I love .

. 54

. 154

My life, my love .

. 220

. 193

My soul be on

. .342

. 77

My soul in sad

. 152

. 61

My soul is .

. 399

. 414

3Iy soul so long .

. 195

. 31

My soul with

. 261

. 119

My soul's full

. 412

. 61

Must Jesus bear .

. 208

. 424

Nearer my God .

. 212

. . 267

Nearer the cross .

. 219

. 430

Near the throne .

. 47

. 311

Never strike sail .

. 308

. 160

No beautiful chamber

. 165

. 196

No more sorrow .

. 431

. 227

No room in the .

. 165

. 45

Not a sound .

. 426

. 89

Not I but Christ .

. 250

. 446

Nothing to pay .
Now I feel .

. 128

. 271

. 35

. 30

Now I have .

. 209

. 268

0 blessed Paraclete

3

. . 267

O blessed rest

. 415

. 80

Oh bliss of the purifiec

i . 256

. . 394

0 brothers seek a

. 92

. . 258

0 child of God .

. 197

. 41

Oh come, come away

. 108

. 409

Oh come to the cross

. 181

. 157

O could 1 speak ,

. 395

. 106

O doubting, struggling
Oh for a closer .

. 433

. 249

. 215

. . 161

0 for a thousand .

. 407

. 76

O for that flame .

. 27

. 148

Oh glory hallelujah

. 234

. 58

O glorious hope .

. 235

. 139

Oh God, my Lord

. 52

. 337

O good old way .
0 happy day .

. 358

. 319

. 422

. . 362

0 have we grieved

. 28

. 345

Oh I left it all .

. . 168

. 69

0 Holy Ghost

. 25

. . 370

Oh how happy are

. 419

. 135

O how sweet the .

. 452

. 230

Oh how the thought

. 255

. . 368

0 Jesus, Jesus

. 400

. 48

O Jesus Lord

. 163

8

0 Jesus Saviour .

. 248

. 85

Oh land of rest .

. . 442

. 216

Oh listen to the .

. 176

. 351

0 Lord exalted .

. 62

. . 130

0 love divine

. . 259

. 233

0 love surpassing

. 421

. 260

Oh my heart .

. 393

. 62

Oh now I see

. 240

. 251

0 settle it all

. 433

. . 228

0 spirit of the

. . 13

ESTDEX.

0 that my load .
Oh the blood

H I mm.

. 217

. 138

Oh the glad home

. 3(>7

O Thou iu whose .

. 42

Oh turn ye ..

. t»8

Oh when shall

. . 276

Oh who is this

. 144

On life's raging .

. 254

On the cross of .

.- 241

On the street

. 143

Once it was .

. 247

One sweetly solemn

. . 78

Only a little while

. 295

Only trust .

. 100

Onward Christian

. 347

Onward marching

. . 333

Our coining Lord

. 377

Our Father .

. . 453

Our rock

. 153

Out on life's .

. 1B2

Out in the streets

. 141

Pentecost

. 17

Pentecostal power

. 33

Perfect love .

. . 233

Perfect peace

. 61)

Pisgah .

. 286

Plentiful showers

. 388

Praise for love

. 402

Prayer is the soul's

. 87

Precious Jesus

4

Precious Saviour .

. 423

Present victory .

. 254

Quicken Lord

. 16

Keady and waiting

. 371

Redeemed and washed

. 193

Kedemption .

. 176

Rejoicing evermore

. 389

Remember me

. 64

Rescue the sinner

. 164

Resting .

. 392

Resting in Christ .

. 301

Resting on the

. 301

Revive us again .
Ring the bells

. 73

. 398

Rise with thy

. 327

Risen with Christ

. 327

Rivers of blessing

. 388

Rock of ages

. 43

Rock of ages, let me .
Rock of Horeb .

. 153

. 446

Safe is my . . .

. 178

Safely through

. 74

Sailing into .

. 441

Saints arise .

. 364

Salvation's river .

. 93

Sanctified

. 253

Save me Lord

. 52

Saviour draw near

. 55

Saviour, hear me .

. 173

Saviour hide me .

. 63

Saviour on me

. 237

Say not my soul .

. 324

See, a sail .

. 328

Shall I be saved .

. 186

Shall I let .

. 142

Shall we meet

. 105

Sheltered in the .

. 397

Shine on . . .

. 51

Show pity. Lord .

. 180

Since I have been

. 156

Sinner, go will

. 115

Sinners turn, why

. 132

Sins of years

. 306

Softly sing the .

. 116

Soldiers of the .

. 349

Some mother's boy

. 141

Sound the loud .

. 411

Sow in the morn .

YMN.
. 344

Speak to the rock

. 40

Spirit divine .

. 14

Spirit of burning .

. 17

Stand up, stand up

. 353

1 Standing on the .

. 309

Stop and think

. 187

Strength for the .

. 307

Sweet and low

. 84

Sweet hour o* ^ .

. 50

Sweet the words .

. 404

Sun of my soul .

. 44

Sunshine in the .

401

I'ake me as 1 am ,

119

Take my life .

201

The beautiful light

330

The bells of .

207

The blood is all my plea

189

The blood of Jesus

305

Tlie blood-wasiied pilgrim

331

The blood now covers .

151

The branch of healing

280

The ciiild of a .

184

The Christian mission

346

The cross, the cross

185

The days of heaven .

454

The door of hope

126

Tiie evergreen shore .

294

The everlasting arms .

316

Tlie first and the .

429

The fountain of life .

448

The grace of God

410

The great Piiysician .

276

'l"lie gospel feast .

137

The gospel trumpet

127

The haven of rest

152

The healing touch

274

The hope of the ages .

365

Tiie jasper walls .

444

The Jordan crossing .

265

The joy of the Lord

427

The King bids you

238

The King of glory

The King's wedding march.

333

364

The Lion of Judah

179

The Lord is my .

88

The Lord my pasture .
The Lord will provide

310

390

The Lord's prayer

453

The mansion's "mine .

391

The mercy of God

148

The night is almost .

361

The oil of gladness

36

The old-time song

437

The penitent's plea

89

The penitent's plea

173

The precious blood

185

The promised land

258

The rose of Sharon .

• 83

The same old way

384

The sanctifying power

234

The seed I have .

450

The seven overcomeths

243

The sinner's invitation

115

The shepherd of the .

174

The solid rock

321

The story ....

117

The stranger at the

131

The summer land

239

The sweet word Jesus

116

The unchanged healer

2(i8

The voice of free

159

The volunteer's song .

341

The way of the cross .

200

The wondrous blood .

138

The world knows not .

5

The wrath to come

127

Then you'll sing .
There is a fountain
There's a great
There is a healing
There is a land of
There is a land where
There is a word .
There is cleansing
There is healing .
There's victory
There is One
There's a glad day
There's a highway
There's a secret .
There's a stranger
There's a wideness
There's sunshine in
There'll be crowns
There shall be
They came to the
This is my wonderful
Tho' eighteen hundred
Tho' swelling storms
Tho' troubles assail
Thou knowest Lord
Thou, the Rose .
Thou thinkest Lord
Thro' death to life
Thy Holy Spirit .
Thy way, not mine
Thy will
Till he come .
'Tis not my love .
'Tis 80 sweet .
'Tis the very same
To-day the "Saviour
To endless ages .
To the rescue
Trust

Trust and obey
Trust Him to-day
'Twas Jesus my .
Vain delusive world
Vale of Beulah .
Waiting on the Lord
Walking with Jesus
We are coming .
We're journeying
We are marching on to
We are marching on with
We are pilgrims .
We are sailing into
Weary, heavy-laden
We love Him because
We may not climb
We praise Thee .
We shall hear a .
We thank Thee .
Will you be there
Wilt thou be made
What a friend
What poor despised
What to do .
What wondrous love
What would Jesus do
When all the saints
When He comes .
When I can read .
When I survey
When I was down
When Jesus my .
W^hen judgment thundc
When of old on .
When out in sin .
When sorrows
When the cleansing (ide
When the weary .

HYMN.

. 286

. 146

. 112

. 280

. 449

. 451

. 298

. 272

. 278

. 197

. 42;)

. 372

(319)

rNDEX.

When th« storm . •
When tossed upon .
When w« journey
When we walk
When weary and worn
Where art thou, Boul .

HTMN.

. 307

. 308

. 55

. 317

. 292

. 140

While fighting for
While Jesus whispers
Whiter than snow
Who will go . . .
Why don't you come .
Wholly Thine

IT

MN.

HYMW.

329

Wonderful Saviour

. 182

123

Work, for the night .

. 350

260

Ye servants of Jesus .

. 334

348

Ye, who know your .

. 104

121

Yes, I do feel

. 323

214

Yesterday, to-day

. 452

METRICAL INDEX.

JLvon, (Common Metre)
Antioch, (C. M.) .
Arlington, (C. M.)
Azmon, (C. M.) .
Christmas, (C. M.)
Coronation, (C. M.)
Crown Him Lord of all,

(C. M.) . .
Maitland, (C. M.) .
Manoah, (C. M.) .
Mear, (C. M.)
•Ortonville, (C. M.)
Pentecost, (C. M.)
Pisgah, (C. M.) .
Remember me, (C. M.)
St. Martin's, (C. M.)
Tallis, (C. M.)
Cleansing Fountain, (C.

D.) . . .
Ariel. (C. P. M.) .
Meribah, (C. P. M.)
Willoughby, (C. P. M.;
Eucharist, (L. M.)
God knoweth, (L. M.)
Hamburg, (L. M.)

PAGE.

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231

16

14

30
142
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45
146

10
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34

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93
111
8
156
110
204
101

Healing, (L. M.) .
Hursley, (L. M.) .
Old Hundred, (L. M.)
Rockingham, (L. M.)
Sessions, (L. M.) .
Tallis' Evening Hymn

M.) . . .
Windham, (L. M.)
Laban, (S. M.)
Boylston, (S. M.) .
Shirland, (S. M.) .
Lenox, (H. M.) .
Lischer, (H. M.) .
Duane Street, (L. M. D
Landon, (L. M. D.)
Crucified, (S. M. D.)
Italian Hymn, (6, 4.)
New Haven, (6, 4.)
America, (6, 4.) .
Blumenthal, (78, D.)
Depth of Mercy, (7s)
Hendon, (7s) .
Herald Angels, (7s, D
Holy Spirit, (7s, D.)
Horton, (78) .

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Seymour, (7s) . . .221
Spanish Hymn, (7, D.) . 149
St. Hilda, (7, 6, D.) . . 151
Union, (7, 6, D.) . . . 131
Webb, (78, 6s) . . .242
Penitence, (,7, 6, 8.) . . 99
Toplady, (7s,(61.) ... 23
Rosefield, (7, 61.) ... 9
Sabbath, (7, 61.) ... 42
Contrast, (8s) . . .201
The Promised Land, (88. 5s,

D.) 172

Greenville, (8, 7, 4.) . . 26
McKendree, (8, 7, D.) . . 168
Perfect Love, (8, 7, D.) . 154
Stop and Think, (8, 7, D.) . 125
Guidance, (8, 7.) . . . 39
Bartimeus, (8, 7.) . . 273

Harwell, (8, 7.) . . .254
Wilmot, (8, 7.) . . . 243
Zion, (8, 7, 4.) . . . 253
Linsday, (10s)

Eventide, (10s) ... 25
I love Thee, (ll8) ... 284

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